The man swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the moment. Only someone who had taken a beating could truly understand just how twisted the woman in front of him was. His crew stood no chance against her.

Even though he knew his boss was a retired special forces operative, and pretty skilled, this woman seemed to be on another level entirely.

"Are you kidding me?" Gabriel couldn't wrap his head around it. This woman looked so frail, yet his men couldn't handle her and let him run?

Who was he? He'd survived war zones, dodged bullets and bombs. A mere woman wouldn't be his downfall.

"Gideon, aren't you interested in this woman?" Gabriel smirked. "Since these clowns couldn't handle her, why don't I help you out, and you can have your fun? After all, any video will do the trick! If Silas finds out his girl got tangled up with you, he'll definitely make her pay!"

Gabriel stood up, casting a long shadow with his nearly six-foot-three frame. He was a bear of a man, solid and imposing.

He slowly shrugged off his suit jacket and popped open the collar of his shirt, rolling up his sleeves to reveal a menacing tattoo snaking around his forearm.

hell.

not make it easy on yourself?

to unfold. He figured with his uncle in the mix,

at you makes me nauseous... Gideon, I thought you were useless, but I didn't realize you'd also be this vile! Of all the people

standing by, was fuming. "You little witch, don't you dare insult

insulting him? He's not even worth it!" Calliope shot back. "I can't believe I ever gave him a second

Gabriel growled. "I'm giving you a choice: play nice and help Gideon out, or

in

ahead try me,"

eyes

tattoo, and she chuckled

some nerve, recognizing the Tiger Squad," Gabriel squinted at her, a flicker of surprise crossing his face Not

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