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ours. We should have brought popcorn.” Micah said sarcastically. Xee couldn’t agree more. There was just too much drama.
    “Seriously, I’m in the fucking room.” Jes said grabbing onto Draven’s arm and making him sit down beside her. He obliged her, but barely. It seemed him and Isaiah were locked in a manly stare-off.
    “ If only they would just piss in the corner and mark their ground so we can get on with this meeting!” Xee thought.
    “Draven, you will lead the ground team. Gabe and Xee logistics. Dietrich, I need you here along with Adam. The rest of you put your ear to the ground and follow the smallest of leads. I don’t give a shit if you end up gathering intel from a fucking roach. I want the Sahidic found.” Dravaggio locked eyes with each of his team members before turning them on Isaiah.
    “Thank you for what little help you offered. Next time you come to my house, fucking knock.”
    Isaiah nodded in the Captain’s direction and disappeared. Each Seraph following suit until only the one called Grey was left.
    “Clocks ticking. Death waits for no one, even you.” He was looking straight at Xee when he said it before he disappeared.
    Okay.
    The room was quiet for long moments. Royce was the first one to say something.
    “Good thing, Death is on our side. Really, he just said, ‘Gabe waits for no one,’ this of course is true as we all know our friend Gabe is very punctual.”
    Everyone in the room burst into laughter, except Xee. Grey didn’t say Gabe, he said Death. Two seconds later, she put two and two together. That’s why Micah didn’t like him. Gabe had the ability to collect his soul.
    Holy shit!
    Holy… Shit!
    Gabe was the Angel of Death.
    Xee took in his broad shoulders, the roped muscles that lined his arms, legs, and torso. His strength couldn’t be contained behind the clothes he wore, and his demeanor was striking. The arrogant slash of his brows, the strong cut of his jaw and champagne eyes all spoke to a man that was well equipped at killing. Death had a name, and his name was Gabriel.
    “Don’t romanticize him. He’s the same dipshit who took our coffee cake. Remember?” Micah said cutting into her thoughts.
    True, he was the same guy, but now he was also something more. Thinking on this only made her head hurt. She tried to get the thought of Gabe being the Angel of Death out of her mind, when an altogether new terror assaulted her brain and completely mortified her! She’d watched Death give himself a hand job! Her hand automatically went to her face, as it flamed red.
    “My my my.” Royce said smoothly, alerting everyone to her own personal embarrassment.
    Fuck! He was a mind reader.
    “Yup, pegged it.” The Feral said as he smiled wide. “You want to share with the rest of the group?”
    Hell no! She didn’t want to share.
    “Shut up.” Xee gritted between her teeth. If he so much as said anything remotely close to hand or job in the same sentence, she was going to carve out some time in her life to personally cause Royce all kinds of misery.
    “What seems to be the problem?” Dietrich asked from beside her.
    “Oh, nothing. Seems the new girl is a peeping tom.”
    “I am not!” Xee screeched.
    Dravaggio roared. Actually roared before yelling. “Let’s stay on fucking topic.”
    That definitely got everyone’s attention.
    The meeting ended soon after and Xee made her way back to her room. When her head hit the pillow, she was out for what only seemed a few minutes when she was woken up by her alarm. According to her clock, she slept three hours.
    Shit, she was tired.
    She quickly got up, showered, and dressed in a pair of low rise, Sharkbite denim cutoff shorts, and a tank top that said bitch in bold black lettering, courtesy of Dietrich. At least he didn’t buy her girly shit. She stuck her feet into some flip-flops that showed off the two huge flower tattoos on the tops of her feet and piled her hair on top of her head in a messy bun. “You should