The Hitman's Baby - A Bad Boy Secret Baby Romance (With extra added bonus novel for a short time only!)

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Author: Ashley Rhodes
didn’t she?
    It became clear very quickly that they had designs on her. He watched through the scope, tracking all five of the young men along with Cassandra, as they waved their arms and made noises at her like apes. He couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying, but from the way the group reacted to one kid in particular, it was probably lewd.
    He’d have expected a girl Cassandra’s size, even with some hidden bite to her, to run at that point, and look for the nearest officer—which she wouldn’t find, as they rarely patrolled this corner. Instead, though, she straightened her shoulders and seemed to take a stance. She stared down these five young men who could easily take her if they wanted to. Her arm stiffened when one of them stood out from the rest of the crowd and said something to her while grabbing his crotch.
    One of the boys in the back nudged his friend, and pulled something out of his pocket. A blade flashed open.
    If he let it happen, he might not have to pull the trigger.
    If he let these kids beat, rape, and kill her.
    At least his way was faster.
    Except…
    It was a split second decision. Not a rational, carefully thought out one. The kind that meant trouble. The white kid with the sagging pants moved forward, aggressive, and started to reach for her.
    Nick put a round through his temple, and he dropped. In the time it took for the rest of the group to realize it had happened, he put down two more of them. He’d have gotten the other two, but they bolted and were out of sight before he could get his sights trained.
    He turned the cross hairs back to Cassandra. She was staring at the bodies. It took her a moment and then… there, it all hit her. She raised one hand briefly to her mouth, staggered back, and glanced at the rooftops, and then turned and sprinted up Pennsylvania.
    He still could have taken the shot, but he didn’t.
    “Shit,” he muttered, and began packing up his rifle and gear.
     
    If he thought about it too much, he would realize it was a bad idea. So, he didn’t.
    Nick paid cash for an hourly motel a few blocks from Cassandra’s place. If she was smart, she had a go bag and a plan, a little extra cash, and a destination. He didn’t know where she’d go but he had a good idea of how she’d get there.
    Unlike him, she didn’t have a tracker embedded in her body.
    He gritted his teeth in the filthy bathroom of the crummy motel, as he dug into his wrist with a razor, being careful—so, so careful—not to cut the vein. Between the tendons was a tiny chip, powered by his own body heat and the electricity from the nerve it was deposited against. Removing it was excruciating and left his middle and ring finger both half numbed and tingling. Nothing that wouldn’t heal.
    The place had wifi, at least, and so he opened his laptop, accessed the remote server and uploaded a data packet. Nothing unusual about that, except this one was loaded with a worm. It would use his credentials to eat away everything Lester’s organization had on him.
    He’d had it made for him three years ago, after Lester had assigned him a target he didn’t particularly want to take down. It turned out the guy wasn’t all that virtuous to begin with—it was hard to get on anyone’s list without being an asshole of some kind—but it had gotten Nick thinking, and planning. Just in case.
    Now was that case.
    Calmly, he watched the upload finish, and then turned the laptop over and removed the battery and the hard drive. The hard drive he cracked open, shattered the disks inside with the butt of a pistol, and then disposed of on his way out of the motel in pieces—some here, some there, some in an alley in a different direction from Cassandra’s place before he made a turn and headed toward her to intercept.
    If he was quick, he could have Cassandra out of Newark, maybe out of the country, in no time at all. A few days at most. All he had to do was convince her to come with him.
    Right. Because
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