Dead Drop (The Guild #2)(8)

I jerked in surprise as Jude’s doorbell pealed through the apartment. My wide eyes shifted to her in question, but she was relaxed and smug.

“Answer the door for me, would you? My leg hurts too much to get up.”

Suspicious, I stood up and grabbed a gun before checking the peep-hole in the door. When I saw who was there, though, the tension dropped off me like water off a duck.

Throwing open the door, I grinned. The visitor—dressed as a slutty elf—struck a dramatic pose.

“Surprise!” Sabine sang out, not even flinching at the gun in my hand. “Merry Christmas, bitches!”





4





“It’s not Christmas for another two weeks,” I informed my bubbly friend as she wrapped me in a huge hug. “You’re early, little elf.”

“Oh shut up, killjoy,” she laughed. “We never get to spend Christmas together, so this is as good as it gets. Besides, it’s ten days, not two weeks. Judith! I love what you did with your hair!” Sabine swept into the apartment, leaving me to close the door and put my gun away.

Jude, laughing, hugged her back as Sabine climbed onto the couch in my spot. “I changed my hair a year ago, you twat waffle. You’ve seen it a hundred times on video chat.”

“Yeah, but it’s not the same as seeing it in person,” Sabby replied, stroking Jude’s dark locks. “It really suits you. Oooh, are we drinking already? Hell yeah, count me in!”

I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face as I went to make more martinis. Sabine was totally right that we rarely found time to get together under normal circumstances. Holidays were a total write-off, being one of the busiest times of year for the Guild. Especially for honey traps. All that holiday cheer made some easy targets for those who intended to exploit it.

“Jude, did you arrange this?” I called out as I hunted for another bottle of vodka in the freezer.

“You know it!” she yelled back. “I figured this was exactly what you needed to take your mind off Leon.”

Sabine gave a dramatic gasp. “Leon Marx? I knew that was him you were making out with at the Halloween party! Damn, girl, he is scorching hot.”

“You were spying on me? Creep.” I winked at Sabby as I joined them once more, handing a drink over to her. Then I sighed. “Okay. Here’s the full story.”

Jude snorted. “And by full, she does mean the bare minimum to protect her missions and be a big old gossip tease.”

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever, same thing. You wanna hear my boy troubles or what, Sab? Maybe you can shed some light on this Leon bullshit.”

Sabine grinned, sinking back into the couch and sipping her martini. “Please proceed. I have to fly back to Shadow Grove first thing tomorrow morning, and I want to know everything before I go.”

“Speaking of that, how did you manage to sneak away from your assignment?” I arched a brow at her, and she wrinkled her nose.

“I had some sick days up my sleeve, and my mark is out of town with his family. I’ll be back before anyone notices I left town; it’ll be fine.” She sounded confident, but her smile slipped a little.

Worry for my friend rippled through me. “Your cover hasn’t been compromised, has it?” She’d spent so long on this contract, and the stakes were so high…

Sabine shook her head. “No. No way.” Her smile returned to her lips. “You’re not the only one who can play a long game, DeLuna.”

I sighed. “I know… but if Hades finds out—”

“She won’t, and she never will. This contract has nothing to do with her anyway. Just tell me about Leon, okay? I can’t talk any more about this.” She gave me a hard look, and Jude frowned with concern that seemed to match my own.

But that was one of the hurdles that we always encountered when we all caught up. There was so much about our lives we couldn’t share with one another, so we’d learned to just accept that we weren’t entitled to everyone’s secrets and move the fuck on. So I gulped my drink and launched into my rather abridged version of events, starting from Halloween night when Sabine had seen me in Shadow Grove.

I glossed over my time on Kai’s island, just saying that I’d been tortured but eventually fooled them into allowing me to escape. I didn’t mention how Kai tracked me to the bridge in Venice or how it felt like I had torn my heart in half as I leapt into Leon’s arms. Not because there were any great secrets there, but because I simply couldn’t get the words past my lips. No matter how deeply I lied to myself that I’d moved on, it was still raw.

So I hurried past that section and moved onto my tryst with Leon. I told them about the outdoor spa overlooking the snowy, frozen lake—location kept vague out of habit more than a desire to protect Leon’s home… I think. How Leon had made me come with his fingers, then taken me back to his room… god damn him for not coming after me. Was it so much to ask that a man chase a woman when she waves a red flag?

When I finished, Sabine let out a low whistle. “Oh girl,” she laughed. “You’re screwed. You fell for them both, didn’t you?”

I startled. “What? No. Why would you—”

Sabine and Jude both snickered.

“Come on, DeLuna,” Jude groaned. “It’s us. We can read between the lines.”