Page 144 of Pack of Crooks

“Fuck it.”

I barely get the words out and they’re already in action. Kill whips out a gun and Rob, the omega helping me, screeches. Maddox charges around the counter, and Ezra follows. Their paths split as Maddox rushes for the guy trying to hit the panic button. Ezra moves to the office to shut down and delete all the security footage.

“I forgot my wallet,” I tell Rob, wrinkling my nose. “So sorry about this.” I pick up another diamond ring. “How much is this one worth?”

“Two-two-two million.”

“Man, your employers are assholes.”

He blanches, and I feel Kill through the bond before he presses against my back, dropping his chin on my shoulder. “We should go.”

My gaze shoots to Maddox. The guy he put on the ground is out cold. Ezra’s fingers fly across the keyboard, and he glances up when he senses us all looking. “Corrupting the cloud storage,” he explains, working his techy magic while we all wait awkwardly with Rob who is trembling like a leaf.

I feel bad. “We’re not going to kill you.”

“What?” he yelps. “Why would you say that?”

Fuck. I made it worse.

Kill chuckles. “Relax,” he barks at the omega. I’m not even mad because the guy was about to piss himself. Plus, Kill is clinging to me. His mark is on my neck. Our bond sings with love and desire. I’m fully secure with our relationship.

But with the ticking clock on this impromptu robbery? Not so much.

“Ez?” I call out.

“Almost. . .” He bangs on the keyboard. “Done.” He pours someone’s coffee on the thin client for good measure and he and Maddox rush toward us.

I consider taking the two million dollar diamond, then look at Rob. Slinking forward, I tuck the ring into the pocket of his fancy uniform and grin at him. “Can you keep your mouth shut?”

He nods.

“Good. There’s a pawn shop in Jersey that specializes in diamonds. But if you decide to tell the police what we look like, my pack will probably hunt you down and murder you and I’d have to follow and seeing as I helped with the last one, I’ll help with this one, and I just got my nails done.” I hold up my new set. “You hear me?”

The omega blinks, everything I blurted out registers, and his eyes widen. “Don’t kill me, please. Please don’t kill me.”

I sigh. “You don’t listen very well. Just make up some descriptions when the cops show up, got it?”

“What about the other two?” Maddox asks.

“Rob was with us the most. They’ll go with his description.” I hold Rob’s stare. “Don’t make them hunt you down. We’re going on vacation soon and murder would really dampen the whole vibe.”

Rob simply nods, blinking fast like he’s not really in the moment, but I trust the diamond in his pocket and the not so subtle threat will keep him in line. With that settled, the guys and I leave the shop, pace quick but not so quick as to raise suspicion as we leave the scene of the crime.

My pulse is racing but a big smile creeps across my face as I hold up my new ring.

“Told you Maddox’s plan was better,” Kill mumbles.

“Shh, you’re ruining the moment,” I tell him. “Look at how pretty.”

“Not any prettier than you,” Maddox says, tugging me into his arms.

“We need to get home so I can deal with the city’s cameras.”

“Right, no time to fuck around.”

Maddox opens the door to the SUV for me and I climb into the passenger seat, breathing in as the pack joins me, nothing but love and excitement buzzing through the bond.

The sleek black jet that normally gleams under the sun waits for us, its shine dull beneath the blankets of wintery clouds. Lottie races toward it with Sprinkles, the dog we rescued from the pound, his paws clacking across the cool pavement. Sprinkles is a mix of a handful of breeds, but one thing he is for certain is certifiably in love with my sister.