Chapter 14
RPOV
I realized I was in love with my Babe when I looked down and saw a snot trail across my shirt and instead of being pissed, I was amused. Really, I have killed people for less but for her I almost smile. I probably would smile but I was afraid she might just unman me the way she did Morelli. Damn, the heel of her hand to his nose was vicious and precise. She was either very lucky or she knew what she was doing. A fraction of an inch in either direction and he was a dead man, his nasal cartilage planted firmly in his brain. I have never wanted to fuck a woman as bad as I did at that moment. That was so HOT!
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I feel a compelling need to protect Stephanie. With Morelli tucked away in jail, I only have to worry about the the third assassin. I hate being in the dark and not knowing who I am looking for has me at a disadvantage. I have some of my contacts working on the identity but they keep coming up with nothing. That means one thing. Another professional is looking for Babe. Fuck! There is a very short list of assassins that has the ability to stay anonymous. Only one on that list is untraceable, and believe me I have tried. The Raven.
The Raven is a master with knives. All kills attached to the Raven are up close knife wounds. They are done with such precision and style. I respect anyone that fights for justice. That sounds odd, a mercenary that respects justice, but the truth is most of us are fighting toward the same thing. To make sure wrongs are righted. Anyhow, the Raven's identity is unknown even to my well connected contacts. I have some of the highest contacts in the alphabet agencies and even they do not know the Raven's identity. The truth is, the Raven is the only other hired one who is as good or better than me. That's a tough pill to swallow, knowing I may not be the best. Truth is the Raven takes on marks that are nearly impossible to get. And they do it up close. And still, no one knows their identity.
Truthfully, I hope it is the Raven because they only take contracts on the marks that have crawled out of the cesspit of the underworld. The Raven would never accept a hit on an innocent like Stephanie. I hope.
SPOV
I love being a badass. I love having more money than I can ever spend. I love being judge, jury and executioner. I hate having to hide it all. I hate having to work for my cousin as an "inexperienced" bounty hunter. If I didn't, I couldn't explain my ability to take care of myself. I hate having to pretend that I am incompetent and broke. I could have killed Morelli. I should have cut his dick off and fed it to him. I always have one of my knives on me.
I couldn't believe how easily Ranger calmed me in the parking lot. Jesus I cried on the man and left a snot trail on his shirt. Although it is kind of funny, a badass assassin leaving a snot trail across the shirt of a badass mercenary. I wonder how badass a love child between Batman and the Raven would be. What would we name the child? Probably something boring like John or Jane. Oooh,ooh! I know. Myna or Robin! Oh dear Lord! That's so terrible. The truth is,I am not quite sure what to make of my reaction to Ranger. My neck tingles every time I get near him. He makes me feel right inside. He makes me FEEL. Crazy, huh! Since I met him, I want to spill my secrets to him. Tell him all. Would he hate me? Would he accept me? Could we have a life together? He and I are exact opposites but the same also. He hides his feelings and I wear my heart on my sleeve. On the other hand I hide who I am and he makes sure all know who he is and what he does. He does call me Babe. That is a good sign right? What would he do if I told him to call me Raven?