The Assassin’s Billionaire Bodyguard – Chapter 5

“Alpha, I am in position,” Corrine, the Beta and second in command to Clara’s team with Bellona, let her voice carry through their headsets.

“Do you have a clear shot?” Clara’s voice reached her four counterparts as if she were standing at their sides. Clara had been part of a team of mercenary assassins since before her eighteenth birthday. Ruthless, dedicated to saving women in danger and without any remorse for the lives she had taken in her missions.

“Affirmative,” Corry confirmed and waited for instructions

Delta?”

t Alpha,” Josephine’s voice was whispered but still clear

e,” Isabella spoke qui

guard, who is no longer an issue, which was the sound Delta heard. Th

in again. “Position.”

ce. “It’s too bloody quiet and I don’t like it.”

“But she likes watchin

le.

“I’m more of

e basement to the main floor?”

f the door creaking as Josephine tucked and rolled away from the door towards Isabella’s spot

oom, southeast, there are four doors left. We each take one. If you find a girl, get her out and don’t wait. When the room is clear, we head to the top floor. Beta, maintain your position and your eyes on our ma

eep with his noise cancelling headphones. Idiot.”

ara questioned again

tied to the chair, heat signature tells me she’s alive

ent into a room.

catching and then sounds of punches being

I don’t think she’d notice the bounce. Anyone find two yet?”

lted when nobody answered. “Clothes are intact.”

eavily sedated, clothes intact.”

rizes,” Clara grumbled, “went for on

s she hefted the woman over her shoulders. “I’m taking three to team.”

u,” Josephine grunted as she lifted t

at a time, uncaring the teenager in her arms were being jostled. The faster she had her out, the sooner she could get back and cover her Alpha. A few bruises from being jostled would be the least of this

putting my prize down and engaging.”

spoke curtly b

ound of bone cracking echoing in the silence. She brought a knee up and felt the hardness of her kneecap connect with soft delicate tis

throw a punch. She deftly landed a punch to his kidney before landing a right hook to the jaw. She bounced on her toes. “Is it all you have creep? Stealing girls off the street, I would think you’d be scarier than you are and yet, you’re getti

last person you’ll ever see,” she ran a blade over his throat and dropped him to the floor. “Unaccounted for has been dealt with,” she confirmed to her team an

ss of the night with their charges in hand.

in their tracks.

ight of the first girl over her left shoulder and then Josephine flipped her charge over Isabella’s right shoulder.

seriously.

as strong, if not stronger. She trained every day without fail and her sister-in-law was one of the most ruthless instructors she’d ever encountered. It made sense to the team she did the grunt work and transported both girls. Neither girl weighed a hundred pounds. She could bench their combined weight.

out and relieved her of her load. She rolled her shoulders. “Somehow my ninety second delivery time was affected by an extra load, forgive me?” She winked at the medic in the van.

retch it out and get your a*s back to your Al

on this floor and Sabine was laying a pounding on one of them. The other was tied in the bed with the zip ties he’d used on the girls and Josephine was straddling him, slapping his face, and telling him to wake up so she could punch him out again. She grinned.

ing under her breath something about the extra guy in the room.

short sprint she’d done.

I’m good,” she looked up. “She has steady pulse. Clothes intact. We got lucky.” She looked to Isabella.

rpart to hack the videos of the school and the library where the three girls had gone, Isabella had figured out one of the girls had arranged to meet who she thought was a teenage boy in a chat room. She had brought her friends for support. The two girls had lied and said they were at each other’s house which was why nobody considered them missing. The one lie made the police think they were likely at a house party nobody wanted to reveal.

like she thought but a s*x trafficker looking for prey to pimp out. Unfortunately, the man had a team with him and was able to take her friends too.

or the team to mobilize, locate the house where they’d been taken and initiate the mission for retrieval.

as a well-oiled machine, and one Isabella was proud to be part of. A

s is a first.”

r to finish the job. “You both, get your asses through the house. Do a final sweep. Make sure there isn’t anyone left.” She called on Josephine. “You’re sure the basement was clear?”

r head and settled into the man’s forehead.

ped Sabine on the shoulder. “Let’s do this.”

help me get this girl out.” Clara ordered curtly. She carried the teenager in her arms like a sleeping child and raced through the house.

to the main. They tore through the house, leaving no stone unturned and in the basement, they reconfirm

ughter.

ere at Artemis’ bequest. They nodded and moved past her, splitting up as soon as they reached the edge of the property and disappearing into the night.

ut walking the streets. She kept her head down but her senses on high alert. Her headphones were display only, turned off and she made her way to her pick-up. She got to the end of the street and slipped into the passenger side of the car and looked in the back seat and chuckled. “At least I’m not last. Where is everyone?”

ing behind the

gued with a smirk, “and I’m sec

ackseat with a huff, “jeez how did you get here so fast?”

Magic.

er.

seat.

e side sandwiching Sabine between them.

seat and into the open trunk.

ds a damn pyromaniac.”

ollection of groans. “Come on, that was a good one.”

rom the curb to take them to the location for their debrief.

u were asking me about Portia Torres’ dad?”

earlier. She heard Sabine snicker behind her and rolled her eyes.

separated for debrief.

“He show

iously, “is this why you asked me if was dangerous?”

k.”

ost instantly after the man had left her house and once, she’d gotten back from walking Casper.

wo birds with one stone.”

devious.”

him she wanted me dead.”

Clara’s seat. “Drive Clara, let’s go teach the little punk-a*s b***h a lesson.”

be the one to do it.”

etly.

dinner.” She wrinkled h

h him joining in.” She paused, “and he’s not old, we’re nearly the same age.”

some reason she didn’t understand, Josephine’s question and resounding cac