Agent 1 (Book 3)

13. Who's next

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Thirteen's POV

I park the motorcycle and remove my helmet, holding it in place on the front of the bike. I just sit there a for a moment as I stare at the front doors. I let out a sigh before swinging my leg over the bike and begin to walk up to the door, leaving the helmet on the motorcycle. The ringing of my phone stops me in my tracks and I fish it out of my pocket.

I look at the number flashing on the screen but don't answer it. It's unfamiliar to me. I hold the phone in my hand a few more seconds before finally answering it. Curiosity wins. As per freaking usual. I don't even get the chance to say anything before a familiar voice starts up.

"I blame you." He says simply. Nothing more, nothing less.

I wait a minute for him to say something else and when he doesn't I speak up. "And just what did I do this time?"

There's bitter laugh on his end. "You know damn well what you did you little bloody freaking demon." He adds in a few more words...colorful words in a foreign language.

I raise my eyebrows and smile, highly amused. "You're learning to curse in French now, good for you. I'm so proud." I tease and he lets out another string of curses. In English this time.

"So before I continue on with my rant of how you're the world's most horrible human being to ever walk the freaking planet...what's been going on with you?"

I can't help but laugh. "You get side tracked so easily." I say, he grumbles lowly.

"I'm pretending to care before I send falsified evidence of the many, many, many crimes you didn't actually commit to the FBI. Prepare to be a wanted criminal. You're going to rot in a jail cell and I'll come by everyday to laugh at you like you're a monkey at the zoo."

I shake my head and smile, letting out another laugh. "You're father's the director Ryder." I remind him.

"So?"

"So we both know he likes me more than you."

More curses. "But seriously, how's it been going?" I let out a sigh and he chuckles on his end. "That bad huh?" He asks.

"I've just been having troubles with Li-Lydia." I correct myself quickly. Lily still hasn't talked to Ryder and no way he's going to hear it from me first.

"Why are you even with Lydia you stupid idiot?"

I roll my eyes. "Thanks. I needed someone to help train the boys to get better."

"Why not ask anyone else? Like say-oh huh I don't know-the grim reaper."

"A grim reaper wouldn't help Ryder."

"No but it's the same as having Lydia train them. The only reason she's there is to harvest their souls."

"You've been spending too much time with Nicky." I tell him. The grim reaper thing is something I'd expect her to say, not him.

He lets out another string of curses. "That's your fault and I'm still pissed off at you by the way."

"And I'm still pissed that I haven't gotten that one thousand dollars you owe me."

It's quiet for a second. "You know what? I can't-ear yo-you'r-brea-ing-up-" The line goes dead and I glare at the phone as I pull it away from my ear. He's so damn childish.

The front door to the house is thrown open before I can get to it. Devin stands there looking at me with wide eyes and an expression of fear on his face. I feel my heart sink. What happened now?