Page 56 of Deadly Obsession

I send her a text.

What are you wearing?

She’s been ignoring me, of course, but that hasn’t stopped me from sending them.

Level 100 Clinger, and all.

I stuff the phone in my coat pocket and get out.

Walking over to the SUV with the two goons left behind to babysit Sage, I knock on the window. The man in the driver’s seat startles.

Look... if you’re going to be a criminal, you gotta have situational awareness. These two idiots are highly lacking in that area.

He rolls down the window.

“The fuck you want?” he grumbles, attempting to be intimidating.

I throw on a smile and prepare a stereotypical suburban dad voice. Never mind that I’m in a suit and look nothing like a suburban dad.

“Hi there. Neighborhood Watch. I’ve noticed you’ve been parked in front of this house for a while.” I wave my hand around for emphasis. “Can I ask who you’re here to see?”

The man turns his head to look at his friend in the passenger seat and that’s when I attack.

I sink a knife into his temple with my right hand and with my left hand, shoot goon number two. The silencer muffles the sound to an extent, and I can only hope no one peeks out their window or opens their door to investigate the noise.

Not that I’m worried. I have credentials for instances like this. I’ve had to fake being a cop or FBI agent too many times to cover up a crime scene and reassure the public that they are safe from the bad guys.

Lying about one gunshot is better than cleaning up an entire shootout scene.

I considered letting one of these men live to torture information out of him, but then I’d have to store him somewhere until my backup arrives. It’s not worth it, especially since I know Phil will get me what I need.

And Sage is about to tell me everything too.

I tuck my weapons away and pull out my phone.

My heart skips a beat at Sage’s text on the screen.

Reine

I’m not wearing anything. Want to see?

I curse and readjust my twitching cock.

She’s awake. And horny, apparently. Good. Time to confront my deceitful little queen.

Yes. I’ll be right there

Reine

Huh? What do you mean?

I make a call for a cleanup crew to get rid of the bodies, and the SUV, then walk to the home’s front door.

It’s locked, which is good—not that it would have stopped those two idiots I just killed from getting inside—but it might have given Sage and her parents enough time to hide or escape.

Doesn’t matter. The men are dead now.

Using lock picking tools that I keep in my car, I get the front door open and make my way inside.