Page 90 of Remnants
“Move again, and you’ll behead yourself,” I warn him.
“Where are you?” Reid asks, unperturbed by the threat he just overheard.
“Room 15401.”
“Am I bringing anything or anyone?”
“No.”
“I’ll be there in a few.”
The call ends, and I slip my phone away. A quick glance shows Kellan’s already knocked Rafe out where he’s lying bloody on the rug. We’ll burn it with the rest of their things.
Snyder’s shaking within the small circle of space his neck has, his nervous stare flicking from Rafe’s body to Kellan and back to me. His forehead shimmers with sweat. “You’re crazy,” he spits.
“In future, before you begin harassing or threatening someone, make sure you know exactly who you’re speaking to,” I begin.
“We didn’t know she was his—”
“—andmine.As the leader of the Guild, there are no lengths I wouldn’t go for its members. I would—and already have—killed for them. I’d take on a shadow organization of thousands to eliminate that threat to them.” I step closer, thickening the blade. “So, what do you think I’d do for the woman I love? To protect her from those who threaten her?”
Beads of sweat slide down his temple. “A-anything.”
I nod. “If either of you had laid a single finger on her, you’d be dead right now. Since it was only words, we’ll let this serve as a warning.” A knock sounds at the door, but I ignore it to finish. “We’re going to drop you off near a hospital where you can take Rafe. It will be far away from here. If anyone asks what happened, you tell them your friend got jumped in an alley and didn’t see any faces. Do you understand?”
Snyder sniffs and slightly tilts his head to avoid the sword.
“If we see you in this city again, or we ever hear from or about you again, then you won’t be dealing with Kellan next time. You’llbe dealing with me.” I lower my voice to a threatening whisper. “I’ll bury you alive in a seamless steel coffin with your friend and you can spend your last hours fighting to have the last breath.”
He shivers, and I use my gift to reshape and move the metal back to my forearm and then stretch it over my knuckles.
“Any questions?” I ask, and he quickly shakes his head.
Good.
I slam my metal-wrapped knuckles into his jaw, knocking him unconscious to the floor.
When I look up, Reid’s taking in Rafe’s beaten-up body and then Snyder while Kellan stands behind him, arms crossed. “What did they do?”
“Threaten Raegan,” I reply.
Reid’s stare returns to Rafe as if he’s reassessing his injuries. “What do you need me to do with them?”
I pull up a map of the opposite coast, searching for a hospital and then switching to satellite view to find and expand on a nearby alley. I text him the coordinates. “Take them both and leave them at the location I just sent you. Snyder can help Rafe to the hospital once he wakes up.”
“Anything else?”
“No. You can go back to what you were doing once you’ve done that. Thank you for coming on short notice.”
He nods. “Next time something like that happens, invite me before the cleanup.”
Kellan snorts, but I counter, “There won’t be a next time.”
After Reid teleports away with Rafe and Snyder, I call Evie. She answers on the first ring. “I’ve got a job for you and Silas when you’re both free.”
“Yes, sir. We’re both free now. How can we help?”
“I have an apartment which needs to be cleared out. You can donate or burn the items. The rug will need to be disposed of, but the rest of the furniture will stay.”
