Read The Perfect Stroke Online
Authors: Jordan Marie
“Fine, Mr. Kincaid, I mean Max, if you will just allow me to…”
“I don’t want counsel! I
decline
it. Now get the hell out.”
The guard finally stands up. Maybe he’ll actually do something. I need this little lamb out of here before the animals start to attack and eat her alive. She needs to be gone before we go into a full-blown riot. It would appear my conscious is not totally dead.
“Is there a problem?” The guard asks. If I weren’t worried about getting this chick out of here, I’d stop to roll my fucking eyes.
“Not at all officer. Please have a seat,” the woman interjects. “Now as I was saying, Mr. Barger was called out of town with an emergency. I am the one in the office most familiar with your case, and he sent me in his place. I’m Tessa Oliver, now if we could get started.”
“It would appear that the prisoner does not want your counsel, Ms. Oliver,” the guard says.
Gee ya think? Dumbass.
“No, he just didn’t realize…”
“Damn straight I don’t,” I interrupt before she can finish.
She looks back at me with shock, and there’s a fiery glint in her eyes that tells me I’ve just pissed her off. That might have been interesting had the alarm not sounded right then. She looks in the direction of the noise.
“What is…?” She asks. The guard, who already knows what the alarm means, breaks every rule in his training and runs out of the small room, leaving me alone with the woman.
“What’s going on?” She questions again, and this time she looks pale and scared.
She should
. I take a deep breath.
I didn’t want this. I have no fucking use for the game that’s about to be played. It’s too late; the die has been cast. If I leave her on her own, she will be dead or wishing for death by nightfall. I stand up. I’d be lying if I said my dick wasn’t twitching at the way I tower over her small, delicate frame, or at the way her eyes widen in real fear as she tries to step back from me. My hands are in shackles so I do the only thing I can. I take them both and lift them over her head and pull her back into me, letting the heavy chains rest on her chest and against her neck.
“You have just become a prisoner in a prison break.”
Her cry of fear competes with my growl of anger.
Fuck.
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