Page 131 of Allegiance

“I have to ask some questions before we can file the report, Miss. But first, do you have any water? My throat is parched.”

Jinx played along.

“Oh, sure!”

She spun on her heel and rushed toward the kitchen.

That’s when the two men began whispering to each other, unaware that Rogue had moved closer to keep an eye on his wife as she booted their asses around the room.

“Chevy would like that one. She looks young. She’ll get him some good money. We’ll grab her, wipe the scene, and take her. I got dibs on her first though,” Stellan admitted. “She looks barely legal. I haven’t had twenty-year-old pussy in a while.”

Cecil snorted.

“Or I hold her down, and we take turns. She has more than one hole.”

Rogue was listening, and it was becoming increasingly difficult not to go out there and kill them both.

Instead, he was his wife’s eyes and ears when she was in the other room.

He texted Jinx as she stood in the kitchen.

‘We were right. They are planning your abduction. Break their legs or I will.’

He put his phone away after he saw that his message was received and read. His wife had been alerted, and now, the ball was in her court.

It appeared that the fun was about to begin.

When Jinx came back in, she had a glass of water in her hand, and she hustled it to the thirsty dude, her breasts bouncing.

Oh, Rogue was going to enjoy this, and her, later. If this didn’t get his juices flowing, nothing would. His sexy bait was really being bold.

He almost felt bad for the two men.

ALMOST.

His wife was about to whip some cop ass, and they weren’t going to see it coming.

“Here you go,” she said, moving close to them. It was when they both grabbed her shoulder, that she went into snake mode, and fought.

Like a mamba.

She knew that the best way to handle them was to disarm them. Then, she’d be safe from a gunshot wound. Then, she could freely fight.

As soon as they tried to contain her, she grabbed both of their guns, hit them in the head with them, and then released the magazines.

Then, she tossed them.

The hit didn’t knock them out, but it caught them off guard.

“What the fuck?” Stellan said, touching his bloody forehead.

She answered.

With.

Her.

Fist.