REAPER (SERPENT'S MC: BOOK 3)

Chapter 7

🎵...I BRING THE KARMA TO YOUR GAME, YOU BETTER RUN, RUN,

YEAH, IT'S COMING YOUR WAY...🎵 

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OLIVIA

Staying with the Serpents is something more excited than having missions all through the months. This fact makes me more annoyed than the Grey-eyed man currently running my sleep. He's hot, I get it. If I've met him in New York, I would gladly just fuck him and get him out of my system. But here, after what happened with Hunter, I can't risk losing my job just to stop myself from stiffing up every time I see him entering the room.

Or worse jumping his bones in front of every Serpent. 

As if destiny wants to punish me, someone starts to knock on my door as if they have every intention to break the fucking thing off. When I finally open the door with a bang, I expect to find Vixen or Foxy like always, hell even Tucker seems like a good company who can't stop flirting since I helped him with Reaper when he got shot. But it's someone completely different. Someone I'm still wary of even after hearing thousand reassurance from Vixen.

"Can we talk?" Hazel eyes narrow down at me. If he thought this was supposed to intimidate me, he's severely mistaken.

"Of course, come in." I pet the gun in my waistband for a good measure before widening the door for him to enter. But he crocks his neck towards the hallways. 

"In my office. We have something to discuss." He's already walking before I can muster up a reply. Shrugging I follow him to the office where Tucker, Rider and lastly, Reaper is sitting down with a somber look. The moment he sees me there's a change though. I don't know what it is, but if looks could kill, I'd be six feet under now.

"I thought you said the cop doesn't know a thing." He talks to Lethal but his words are meant for me. He even steps a little as if to throw me out of the room.

"FBI." I counter him with scrawl. "It's FBI, not a goddamn cop." 

"Same thing." The asshole has the nerve to smirk. 

"Hello, beautiful. How was your sleep?" This one is definitely Tucker. He even has the charming smile plastered on his face. 

"Cut it out, everyone!" Lethal grunts glaring at Reaper before turning back at me. "And you, Olivia needs to know about something we found about Lorenzo."

Lorenzo...The reason I was here.

"What is it?"

"What do you know about him? What do the cops-FBI know?" Lethal changes the words at the last moment. I wrack my mind to think or remember what I've been told about the prisoner and what I found out in these few days. 

"He was arrested for murder and theft. He also owed a lot of people money. A huge amount of money, partnerships, shares. If the word goes out in the streets that he's out of the prison, there are people willing to kill him for the right price. That's one of the reasons we want him quicker inside the prison. He will be killed without suffering first." I'm not even finished when Reaper cuts me off. Either he has a death wish today or he's not getting enough pussy to shut him off. 

"We all know that, sweetheart. Anything else that's new?" 

I don't let myself register the fact that he's out to get me for some unknown reason. I only shrug with a meaningless laugh. "Well, I was going to tell you all something about a call going out from the prison but now I'm not so sure-"

"Reaper, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Lethal's eyes are a burning contrast against his slumped shoulder. He's pissed.

A minute goes. Another and we wait for him to say something.