Hunting Her Box Set

Her lips kick into a sultry smile, exposing a viper beneath the feminine facade. “I know exactly what I’m doing, Mr. Torian. I’m putting a sick son of a bitch behind bars for a very long time. If I were you, I’d get my legal team in order. It’s not just your father who’s going to need it.”

My pulse doesn’t spike; it fucking detonates. The simmering madness I’ve been carrying turns into full-scale psychosis.

I see red. I hear static. I crave revenge.

“You’ve got some nerve, throwing your weight around, sweetheart.” I scrutinize her eyes, looking deep into the hazel-green depths to try and grasp the slightest glimmer of fear. But this woman isn’t scared of me. She’s not even threatened. Not yet, anyway. “The FBI has nothing on me and my family. Never have. Never will.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” Her grin remains in place. “In fact, I think we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other in the near future.” She glances away, seeming unconcerned with the threat standing right in front of her as she watches my father being hauled around headstones.

“Until next time, Mr. Torian.” Briefly, those taunting eyes meet mine and she winks. “Enjoy your day.”

She strides away, head high, shoulders straight, and a careless sway to her hips.

I clench my fists tighter, my nostrils flaring.

Maybe I’m closer to my father’s perversions than I thought, because I want nothing more than to take her down. To watch her suffer. To make her pay.

But this woman is far from weak. There’s no hint of vulnerability.

“What did she say to you?” Keira reaches my side, Decker close at her back, Sarah and Hunt following behind.

“A lot of things.” I grind my teeth, still fighting for the illusive calm that’s nowhere in sight. “She has the impression we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other in the future.”

“She said that?” Sarah snarls over Decker’s shoulder. “She comes to your uncle’s funeral, arrests your father, then lays more threats?”

Yes. That’s exactly what she did.

With a fucking wink.

“What are you going to do?” Decker juts his chin at me. “Apart from the legal team moving into action, what’s your plan?”

I return my focus to the female agent sauntering toward the mass of parked cars along the narrow cemetery road.

She poked a bear.

Fucking taunted a predator.

“I’m going to give that woman exactly what she wants.”