Free Obsidian Music (Lion Security Book 3) by Scarlett Dawn Page A

poisoned before, and I sure as hell didn’t like it. So defenseless.
    The room went silent after all the glasses fell, the tinkling of shattering glass ringing away. The drug seemed to hit everyone at the same time, so it must have been pretty potent, all of us vulnerable, sprawled on the couches. I wondered frantically if the drug was going to kill us all slowly since it wasn’t doing anything immediately but paralyze me.
    A few minutes of silence passed, everyone’s breathing harsh in the air, as I waited to start foaming at the mouth or something. But nothing happened. It was weird as fuck.
    Then, something did.
    Movement.
    Of the beautiful sort as a woman walked into the room.
    Shit! The fucking bitch had drugged us. She stalked across the room with a lethal grace I hadn’t seen before on a woman.
    She was a fucking trained killer.
    Grabbing her cell phone, she stared around the room with trained eyes, evaluating us. She dialed, and put the phone to her ear, speaking in fluent English, “It’s done. What does she look like?” She listened, glancing around the room. Her gaze snapped to Ember. And stayed there. “The redhead?” My heart rate jacked up so hard then because I understood then. My hair was so short the red didn’t stand out as it normally did. Ember’s did. “It’ll be done. Code 81846.” She hung up, placing the phone back into her pocket and started walking to Ember.
    Grigori’s voice was harsh, and slurred so badly I could hardly understand him as he tried to speak, his accent coming out to play. “Don’t…leave…her…please.”
    The woman stopped, her eyes on Grigori. “I can’t believe you decided to celebrate tonight. This family’s ego is astounding!” She glanced at Ember, smiling. “They’re going to have some fun with her before they butcher the lot of you. Let you watch.”
    “No!” Grigori managed to shout, his tone pleading. “Don’t…do…this.”
    “Unbelievable!” She leaned down, glaring at him. “You don’t even ask who I am. Who’s coming to kill you? You just beg for her worthless life?” She heaved in a breath. “They say find their weakness. Looks like my contractor did.”
    She started stalking toward Ember again, grabbing a handful of her hair that hung over the side of the desk.
    Grigori’s voice was hoarse as she started tugging Ember off the table by the hair. “Please…leave…her.”
    “Fuck you,” she stated harshly. “I don’t go back on my contracts.”
    And it happened.
    I blinked, startled.
    The woman gave another hard tug on Ember, her body half hanging off the table…when Ember…came to life in a flurry of movement. Ember twisted, falling into a handstand, wrapping her legs around the woman’s waist. She shoved up and twisted in mid-air, taking the woman down hard. I sure as fuck hadn’t seen that coming. Hell, I barely saw it when it did happen, she moved so fucking fast.
    But my current assessment of the assassin was correct, and even though she was surprised, she managed to roll and twist out of the hold both women jumping to their feet, staring at one another.
    The assassin laughed. “Aren’t you a wily one?”
    Ember brushed her hair out her face. “Wrong redhead, you stupid bitch.” She crossed her arms, tapping a converse. “So are we going to finish this? Or are you going to stand there catching flies with your mouth gaping open like that?”
    It sounded like Grigori sighed, and he stated as quickly as he could, “Kill…the…bitch. More…coming.”
    Ember sprung at the woman.
    And the fight was on.
    Those in the room who Ember had duped with her drugged act were no longer misled. I hadn’t even seen her fight like this. The assassin was bigger and stronger than Ember, but within a minute, Ember—who, oddly, fought as if she were trying not to kill her—had the woman pinned on the ground face down with a gun to her head.
    Ember asked calmly, “How many are coming?”
    The assassin didn’t respond, still