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right here and now.”
     
    Elliot’s eyes opened wide. Despite the effects of the drug, I could tell that I’d mostly caught him unaware. He blinked at me and then tried to reach his arms up and push me away from him. Even though on a normal day, Elliot would be much stronger than I was, I knew that he wouldn’t be able to get rid of me. Not yet.
     
    “Who are they?” I demanded again, leaning over and staring into his face.
     
    Elliot’s eyes met my own and I could feel some of my resolve melting away. “The Russians,” he managed to croak before his lids closed and his body went limp.
     
    I stared down at him, feeling satisfied. Even though I knew I had to get out of there as quickly as I could manage, part of me wanted to stay behind and stare at Elliot. He was different than he’d been years ago—bulkier, heavier somehow. He wasn’t fat, but his body wasn’t as sleek as he’d been before. He was all muscle and bulk, all man. I shivered as I felt his weight slightly shift underneath of me.
     
    Crawling off of Elliot, I pulled the collar of my jacket around my neck and hunched down, trying to hide. Now he was snoring evenly and I knew that he’d be knocked out for hours, just long enough for me to escape and head back to the girls.
     
    The Russians . My heart hardened in my chest as I thought about what doing business with those crooked fucks meant. If Elliot and Tiger’s Blood were really working with them, they were some of the most corrupt gunslingers in history. The Russians were brutal Eastern European thugs who would sometimes shoot you even if they liked what you had to say. Tiger’s Blood had a lot of balls to deal with those men.
     
    I shivered. I knew that when I brought the news back to the girls, they’d want to go in immediately. But we’d have to think of a plan; unless we wanted to be dead and buried by the morning, we couldn’t just go charging in and expect the Russians to give us everything that we wanted. No, in order to truly bring down Tiger’s Blood, we were going to have work very slowly and calculate every move.
     
    I left the room and quietly closed the door behind me. The bar was still raging and the band was still playing, everyone was dancing with a drink in their hand, looking drunk. As I slipped down the staircase, the music got louder and louder until I couldn’t believe that I’d heard Elliot at all. The room seemed twice as packed as it had been before, and I marveled at my good fortune. Elliot had sat down right next to me, I hadn’t even had to look!
     
    The bartender didn’t even notice me as I slipped out of the bar and darted away into the night. After being inside, the cool night air felt like a blessed kiss on my face. I loved LA at night; it was gritty and it smelled of gasoline, but it gave me hope. It reminded me of how many people had come to this city to realize their dreams, and how lucky I was to be at the top of my game. When I got back to the rest of the Amazons, I’d tell them everything but I didn’t think any of them, not even Vero, would understand the way that this city got under my skin and made me feel alive.
     
    I grinned to myself. At least one thing had gone right tonight. And now, my girls and I were going to start ripping Tiger’s Blood apart piece by piece.
     

Chapter Five
 
     
     
    Elliot
     
     
     
    “Grace?” I whispered her name softly, not wanting to wake her harshly. The sunlight was streaming in through the windows of the hotel and reflecting on her soft blonde hair. Her skin was pale in the early light of the morning, and I knew that she was probably barely asleep, still dreaming of things I didn’t even know about.
     
    Grace opened her eyes and yawned softly. “Elliot, it’s so early,” she whined. “Why did you wake me up?”
     
    I couldn’t help but grin. “Happy birthday, baby,” I said, leaning down and kissing her on the cheek. Grace blushed and buried her face in the pillows, wriggling around in