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Satisfying as it would’ve been to rush things, continued surveillance made sense “I called Sara after we found out about the second hunt All Guild personnel have been warned” Honor had personally sent a e to Ashwini and been relieved to learn that her best friend was currently working a case with Demarco Two hunters would be far, far harder to take

Dmitri nodded “I’llon a sofa, he crooked a finger “Co off her shoes and socks, she arched her back in a languorous stretch—both to loosen up tight muscles and to enjoy Dmitri’s eyes on her, hooded and dark and open in their appreciation Stretch complete, she returned the favor There was a delicious amount to admire Black jeans, a plain belt with a tarnished buckle, a simple black tee—the stark shade threw the raw sensuality of his looks into even cleaner focus

No woht, would kick hi across the carpet, she stood between his legs “I’ to freak out,” she said, and, yeah, it bruised her pride to admit that—but the only other option was to hide and Honor was through with being the rabbit Dmitri had called her

He pointed at the shoulder holster and the knife sheaths

“Off”

She’d had a weapon on her every waking or sleeping moment since the attack—under her pillow, hidden down the side of the nightstand, on the back of the headboard The idea of deliberately stripping herself of weapons with a vaainst her ribs, her rit

“Want to keep a knife?” It was a low ht as she reun and harness and stepped back to place theht tucked into her back, along with a razor-fine blade worked into her belt, went next She put the whole lot, belt included, beside the gun Dued look when she reached down her spine and re knife from a hidden sheath, the blade as thin as the width of the nail on her pinkie The single blade left was in the sheath she wore around her upper arerous ainand was kicked by a sense of rejection so deep, it would’ve shaken her if she hadn’t already been caught off guard by so many inexplicable reactions when it came to Dmitri “No weapons,” she said as she placed her last knife on the table “Give h to turn his oeapons against hian to hand them over It was her turn to stare After they were both done, the pile of knives and guns on the coffee table looked like they’d cleaned out an armory “I think we have a problean to pull it out

Her eyes dropped Maybe it was because she’d been blindfolded while Tommy and the others tortured her, but she had no trouble ad a beautiful male body And D hiht over rock-hard abs

“Have a look”

Taking the belt, she saw the thin orked into the leather It could be pulled out with a single tug, used as a fatally efficient garrote “Clever”

“Illiuo”

“I’d say he doesn’t seem the type”—she ran her thumbs over the leather softened by constant use—“but I’ve known my share of hunters who come across as harmless”