Angel Fire by L. A. Weatherly

By L. A. Weatherly

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Who had been in it? “Or maybe the bags had living people in them, just to make them look right for the cameras,” added Alex. ” “I like that version better,” I said softly. “Okay. ” He wrapped his arms around me and I closed my eyes, just drinking in the solid warmth of him. There were no words to explain what I felt for Alex; for how grateful I was that, even with everything that had happened, we somehow still had each other. Finally I cleared my throat, fingering the damp patch on the collar of his T-shirt.

I felt battered as we stood up, as if I’d been pummelled by a hundred fists. I reached into the cubicle for some toilet paper to mop my face. “So was the fire just a cover, then? ” Alex nodded, resting a firm-looking shoulder against the wall. ” I looked up from wiping my eyes. ” “Yeah, maybe. Nate told you that another department was sheltering Project Angel, now that it’s been infiltrated. ” I fell silent as I threw the damp tissue into the overflowing trash can. Project Angel had been the covert CIA department Alex had worked for; after it had been taken over by the angels, Sophie and Nate had been its only two agents left.

A few more flashes of the woman being bullied came to Seb as he droned on, so that by the time they reached Seb’s destination and pulled over to the side of the road, he could have happily choked the guy. Instead, he filched the pack of cigarettes and lighter from the trucker’s jacket pocket as they shook hands. He hadn’t picked a pocket since he was a kid on the Mexico City streets, but it gave him a certain satisfaction – though really, he should let the cabrón keep smoking, since it was bad for your health.

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