Cotton Malone Series Novels & Stories

Because if he needed me sharp, it meant someone else in this room wasn’t. Across the space, Calder, aka Jason Calder, aka Tombstone was re-checking the weapons crate even though we’d checked it twice already. Calder was younger, but not green. He was the kind of quiet that came from discipline, not fear. When Calder looked up and caught my eye, he gave a slight nod. No smile. No questions. Calder trusted patterns. So did I. And the patterns were starting to rot. The briefing started with the usual. Time. Target. Cover story. Exits. Contingencies layered until it sounded like we could survive anything if we just followed procedure.

And soon he was out to the world. He didn't know how long he slept but he was awake by the soft knocks on the door. Groggily he muttered a COME IN and suddenly realized where he was. "Good Evening Callum . Had a nice sleep? Well Mr. Malcolm is expecting you at the tea. How about I get your clothes ready while you freshen up". Mason informed walking to the closet and Callum jolted up. "Owh. Mr. Malcolm is back". He gulped nervously. Mason turned to Callum with a black formal shirt and slacks with matching shoes.

“Yes, I remember the one that slit my mother’s throat. He had two different colored eyes and a tattoo on his face.” Malik shook his head, “Was one brown and one blue? The tattoo an intricate tribal?” “Yes, do you know him?” Malik punched the table and almost splintered it. Everyone pushed their chairs back. It looked like he was going to shift any minute. Rainn jumped up and pushed me behind him. “That son of a bitch”, Malik roared. Delilah wrapped her arms around Malik, “My love please calm down and explain what is going on.” His breath started to even out and he sat back down.

The young technician's eyes widened in horror. "No... Boss, please! I swear it won't happen again! Please!" His desperate cries echoed through the mansion as two guards dragged him toward the back door. Tyler walked over to the bar and calmly poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a slow sip. A few seconds later, a single gunshot echoed from outside. The room fell silent. No one dared react. Tyler set his glass down and adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as though nothing had happened. “Book the jet.” "For California, Boss?"

I had to salute that selfish, disgusting family for turning out this way, all because of their greed. Lesley hated both Gary and Willow so much that she did all she could to find herself a sugar daddy. She managed to charm her way into his heart and got him to assassinate Gary and Willow. After being oppressed by them for so many years, Lesley was finally set free. However, Lesley only managed to rejoice for less than a week because her health report had come back with all sorts of red flags. She fell into despair and thought of spending all her hard-earned money to get treatment at the hospital.

Just when I was about to take a step forward, I heard a creak. The door opened, and Charles stepped out, a crystal goblet of wine in his hand, his robe lazily draped over his form. His face twisted in a frown. His arrogance remained, even in the dead of night. It seemed like he came out to complain about something. But then, he saw me. And I let him see my true self. He saw the corpses lining the hall behind me as the light from his room illuminated the hallway. Saw the crimson stains on my hands, my dress, my face, and my sword.

How would she like me to wipe that shit off? "Talon..." Skye must've felt my intent in the tensing of my body because she tried to head me off. "Something we can do for you Baldwin?" "Jeez Talon anti social much? I just came over to drop off a message from Mackenzie..." ??"Stop right there." I felt my baby tense under my arm, of all my ex...whatever the hell they were Mackenzie seemed to be the only one that got under her skin.

Just going about our lives quietly and carefree. I was jolted out of my thoughts and the conversation paused by the knock at the chamber doors. "Come in". Talon answered, to which, Mal and Drew came in back from their search, with Magnus following closely behind. "Sorry to disturb you already, but we found something". Mal said clasping an item in his hand. "Ok, what did you find?" Talon asked, giving them his full attention. "This!". Mal replied, handing Talon a navy opened toe stilleto. "We don't know who it belongs to or where it came from, but we found it about two miles from here as we made our way toward the town boarder".

After two long weeks of recovery and two long weeks of Xander's boring company, I got back to my usual routine. Waking up, having a long cold shower, wearing something dark that matches my personality and showing up at LAPD if I didn't have any interesting engagement. Boring? You'll get used to it. "Good to have you back, sunshine." Marlon acknowledged as he appeared through the door to his office, a file in hand.