The Pet

Chapter 7

Pet

"Rise and shine, Trouble!"

Light poured into my bedroom as the lights are suddenly flicked on. It takes me a moment to work through the fog in my brain to recognize Tyes's voice.

I grab my pillow and shove it over my head trying to block the light.

"Awh cmon now kiddo," Tyes's voice is closer now but muffled through the pillow. "We need your special skills."

"I'm going to use them to stick a fork in your neck if you keep yelling." I snap, not bothering to move the pillow.

Tyes chuckles. "What's up with you and silverware?" I mumble something incoherent to even my own ears. "It's about that new gang. Boss needs you."

Fucking hell. When I signed up for the fucking Reapers I didn't realize waking up at the ass crack of dawn was a part of the job description. I was not, and would never be, a morning person.

"What time is it?" I groan, sitting up.

"Four thirteen," Tyes says as my eyes adjust to the light.

"What's the job?" I huff, managing to narrow in on his face. He looks as if he's been up for hours. Like being up at 4 o'clock in the morning was a normal thing for him. Maybe here it was. Fuck that shit.

"We need you to drive down to Seeley and meet Talve at a rental shop."

Talve. The spy. The gorgeous spy. The gorgeous douchebag spy. Fucking perfect.

"Why?" I ask, crawling out of bed and moving to the closet. It wasn't even close to full but there was enough to make a decent outfit.

"We tracked the license plate on one of those vans and it took us to a rental shop in Seeley. Talve left last night to try and tried to break into their system but it's locked down tight. Which makes it all the more unusual."

My face contorts as I turn my back to him and pull off my t-shirt, only to pull on a large black crew-neck. If Tyes is looking, he doesn't say. "So what the fuck do you want me to do?" I grate as I pull off the shorts I have on. The crew-neck covers my ass so there's nothing for Tyes to see.

"Well if the business is as sketchy as we think it is, if we go in there guns blazing they're going to know we're onto them. So we need to be sly about it."

"Sly about digging through their system for information? Is that possible?" I retort, tugging on a pair of maroon leggings.

"That's where you come in." I can hear the smile in his words.

I turn, scowling. "Where do I come in?"

"Work your womanly wiles on him, Trouble." Tyes waggles his dark eyebrows.

"You want me to sleep with him?"

Tyes rolls his eyes. "Jesus, no. Just look hot and be persuasive. I don't know how you're going to do it but just figure it out. You're smart." His eyes roll down my outfit. "You may want to start by changing that outfit though."

My scowl deepens. "Suck my dick, Tyes."

The beautiful man chuckles.

Honestly, I didn't really care. I'd do any job. That was my selling point. That's why they wanted me. I just really fucking hated waking up early so I would be pissy no matter the job.