Shadow of Temptation (Asylums for Magical Threats #2.5) Read Online Free PDF Page B

man holding the Fed League together. Watkins is the only one who takes this organization’s aim seriously, and only because he’s paid to. The other so-called leaders just bicker and have petty arguments, each trying to outrank the other and prove they have the biggest dick. Lock away their leader and the Fed League goes back into obscurity.” She moved her head closer to his. “You don’t like me, that’s clear. But agree to work with me, and I’ll help you bring down Harry Watkins in a matter of days.”
     
     
     
    Jorge couldn’t tell from Sabrina’s body language if she were telling the truth or not. However, all of this seemed a little too convenient for his liking.
    Before he’d been kicked out, he and Sabrina had been close. Going on long runs together, racing in the pool, or even sharing a quiet moment sitting on a park bench—they’d spent nearly every free moment together. Jorge had done it because he’d been infatuated with the spirited woman. Now, however, he was starting to wonder why Sabrina had hung around with him in the first place. He hadn’t had any special protections or friends in high places. He’d just been an angry young man swayed by promises of revenge. Being surrounded by people who’d also had family members tortured and abused inside the AMT had made him feel at home.
    Yet Sabrina had always sought out his company, even after she’d turned down his advances for more. Hell, he’d tried to kiss her more than once.
    But never had she mentioned wanting to get out of the Fed League. Nor had she shown any dislike of Harry Watkins beyond the usual discontent of the Fed League recruits.
    True, something could’ve happened to her between then and now, but his gut told him something else was going on. “Let’s pretend what you’ve told me is true. What’s your plan for taking down Watkins? What happens next?”
    A buzzing sound came from near the laptop, where Sabrina had put her phone. She glanced over and then tried to push him away, but Jorge didn’t budge. She frowned up at him and said, “I need to check and see if that’s Watkins.”
    He shook his head. “I’m not about to waste time pinning you up against the counter again to get a clear answer. Tell me what you have planned; then I’ll let you check your message.”
    She held his gaze for a few seconds before sighing. “I’m in the process of finding people to help me break into his rooms and hopefully take him down.”
    He hadn’t expected an answer. “Yeah, and how exactly are you going to make that happen?”
    She shook her head. “No, this isn’t a case of me spilling my plans with nothing in return.” She tried to get free of his grip, but failed. “Before I tell you anything else, you’re going to tell me how taking down Watkins will protect your sister.”
    Damn, she’d remembered about that. But this was his chance to make Sabrina really understand what she’d done nine months ago.
    “Fine.” He leaned in close so she would have to look into his eyes. “I refused to use my shadow-shifting abilities to kill. The Collector didn’t like it, and she brought in my sister to change my mind.”
    Jorge kept a tight rein on his emotions. The next few sentences weren’t going to be easy, but Sabrina needed to understand the enormity of what had happened to Alejandra. “They usually chained me up and tranquilized me to keep from shifting. Rather than risk me being lucid and torturing Alejandra in front of me, they decided to take their cruelty up another notch.”
    Usually he kept the memories locked up tight, but this time he let them out. He continued, “At first, I thought they were just playing random sounds of a woman calling for help. She kept chattering because of the cold, her words getting fainter as time went on. But once sounds of slapping started, the woman started crying and begging for ‘Jorge to help her.’ The more she talked about our past, the more I started to realize—even through