Escape:Target D916 Book 2 |✓|

Chapter 40

Daniel rubbed his temples as he walked back and forth, feeling the glare of Julia's eyes. "How could you?!" She whispered yelled.
"I had no choice" He sighed, halting.

"Do you have any idea what you have just done to her life?" She spat and he groaned in utter annoyance. "Again darling, I had no fucking choice"

"Bullshit Daniel. Do you even know the risk? What could happen?" She stabbed her finger into his head, turning her back to him. He hated when they fought which had been often lately.

"Julia baby I know what I'm doing" He sighed as he grabbed her hands, bringing them up to his lips to kiss.

A second later and they both heard Sabrina groan as he turned around with a smile. Her eyes fluttered open as she looked between the two. "Good morning flowers" He smiled then his eyebrows furrowed.

Flowers?

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Draven eyes squared the eleven figures standing before him, tilting his head, staring them down like prey and most of them stared at him back with his eyes narrowed, yet confused. They didn't know what he was doing but James and Jr did. Makayla had been doing the same, searching through their identities.

They were all criminals as Draven expected. Some were current mercenaries, ex-CIA, or ex-marines. All have some high level of martial arts and are skillful with a weapon. Scanning them, his eyes roamed over a girl, short and he bypassed her before returning his gaze to her in an instant.

Fiona, his eyes widened when he noticed her identity stating she was seventeen years old. His arms folded as she smiled, blinking her long red eyelashes that matched the color of her two long fishtail braids going down to her ass. "Hell. No" He chuckled as he shook his head at James, and she frowned.

"Too young. No" He added.
"B-but I" She stopped with gawk as he held his hand up, ending her protests. She glanced at James who nudged his head to the van they came out of, and she stomped away like a child.

He wondered what she did to get in debt to James. Furthermore, what could she do? She was so little, yet she looked so tasty (to other men) ... But deadly. A man's favorite candy at one glance but do something wrong and she would rip out your throat. Draven stayed away from those types of women, but it would be thrilling and amusing to see a woman dare attempt to rip his throat out.

Walking around the backyard, Draven heard groans of annoyance, frustration, and pain coughs of being slammed once too many to the ground or choked, thumps of knives landing in cardboard targets, and whizzes of bullets. He was sizing every individual up. With more people, he needed to know where to put them, where they fit.

His focus redirected as Jr ran up to him. "Major needs a diaper change," He said smiling widely as if that would ease the news. "You do it"

His hand dramatically went to his heart. "Ew. I can't believe you a responsible man would dare ask me, a little boy to do your uncle's duties" He laughed out, dropping the act before he stood there with a blank face. "Not a chance" He smiled before walking off.

Groaning, he walked upstairs where Major was. He had no idea how to change a diaper and so he watched a YouTube video. The second the diaper came undone, he turned away, God the smell. He kept rethinking his decision of forcing Makayla or James to do it, but with a deep breath and quickness, he got it done.

"That was truly disgusting" He chuckled as he stood him up, holding under his arms and Major giggled as if he knew what he was saying but he was only leaning forward, his hand on one side of Draven face, the other on his head, patting over and over making small, adorable noises.