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Somebody waits for you
Kiss her once for me
“Reid.” Holly’s voice was solid as she spoke from behind me. Her hand brushed my hip, a silent warning. I held my hand on my gun, ready. They’re here.
“It’s time.” I spun us around when I felt the floor shift beneath my feet, pinning Holly’s back to the wall, knowing that if someone was going to get to her, they would have to go through me first.
“Til, what the absolute fuck are you doing?” Holly’s shouted words from behind me momentarily stunned me. I’m not sure what I expected, but what I did not expect was her booming voice from behind me, seething with a pent-up anger that I could have never anticipated.
“Sweet, sweet Holly. Did you like my song? Cool trick, huh? I don’t know, it just felt appropriate. Welcome to the fun house. I see you’ve met the playboy of the Bureau Reid 'I fuck everything with legs' Chapman. But then again, you’re quite the Ho Ho yourself now, aren’t you? See what I did there?” The smile on Trainor’s face was venom as she baited Holly, and it worked, if the way Holly pushed against my hold to get to her sister was any indication.
“She’s luring you, Holly. Stay levelheaded for me.” My words were quiet as I spoke to Holly under my breath, but my eyes never left the blue eyes of her sister.
It’s strange how similar two people can look, even share the same blood, same eyes, same hair, but how vastly different they are as humans.
An angel fights my hold at my back as I stare into the eyes of the devil in front of me.
“Aw, how cute. You’re a team now? That’s going to make this even more fun.”
“What happened to you, Til? What about Kris? Your kids?” Holly spouted off questions rapid fire as she demanded answers from behind me, undeterred by her sister’s psychotic behavior.
“That my cue? Baby, why do you always get started without me?” Kristopher Trainor walked into the room from the entrance to the elevator shaft wearing an outfit very similar to mine. Khaki cargo pants, black t-shirt, but he didn’t try to hide his weapons, an automatic rifle slung over his shoulder as he reached his wife and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek.
“Well, I had that one pinned wrong.” Holly huffed from behind me.
“I’m the heir to the Adkins family name, little sister. Don’t you see? You’re useless to our family now. Honestly, you always have been. Redundant. Noel was the backup, and you were just an accident. Kris and I are already molding the next generation, so really, we don’t need you anymore.” Holly stiffened from behind me, and my blood ran cold at the insinuation in the words that Mistletoe spoke. The pure, unfiltered hate in her eyes.
“If I’m so useless, why am I here? Why me and not Noel? Why bother keeping me around this long?” Holly asked a question we both already knew the answer to as I tried to think of a way out of here. She’s trying to buy us some time.
They’re coming through the shaft, and the only other exit that isn’t a window from the second story is the main door that Holly’s sister is currently blocking.
“We were watching, we’re always watching. We caught wind of your little fling here with our favorite agent. How long has it been, Chapman? Ten years we’ve been playing this game of cat and mouse? Just kids when we started.” She picked at her fingernails as she spoke, as if the conversation was boring her.
“We need these tunnels; they’ll change everything for our industry, but pretty boy here was getting too close. His damn father was always a liability, I tried to tell daddy that, but he wouldn’t listen. This way we get rid of you both, and poof, no more problems. No worries, Reid, we’ll fix it so your sweet mommy thinks you died doing something honorable.” She shrugged, crossing her arms in front of her body as she stood across the room defensively.
“We aren’t dying today Missile Adkins.” I watched the small flash of panic as it passed her eyes, and then it was gone.
“I know who you are and so does the Bureau. This ends tonight.” I tried to remain calm for Holly’s sake, but with no way to alert Alex, it might be hours before our support shows up. We don’t have hours.
“Who said anything about death? Oh wait, it was me. I did. But that would be too easy now, wouldn’t it? How about we play first? Daddy should already be moving the first shipment downstairs as we speak. What do you think Kris? Wanna play?”
