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Dove-gray eyes narrowed in smug glee as the woman
stared into the flame-lit surface of the obsidian mirror.
“It’s working,” she crowed in glee, to herself. This was too
good! “Just as I planned.”
“You might want to be watching that, Rachel. Talking to
yourself leads to no end of trouble.”
Black Widow’s head snapped up at that unexpected and
unwelcome voice. Her eyes narrowed at this intruder to her
territory. “Who the hell let you in here?”
Joy O’Bannon, Europe’s Red Widow, crossed the room in a
cocky stride that Black Widow hated. What right did Joy
have to be this arrogant? She was, by far, the youngest
Widow at a mere forty-nine years of age. And that
condescending smile on her face irked Rachel even more.
Her eyes narrowed to slits and she considered ramming Joy’s
Jimmy Choos down her smug little throat.
“Don’t look at me like that, Rachel.” Red Widow’s Irish
brogue dripped with anger. “You’ve been playing on my
turf. That has to stop.”
Black Widow laughed. Joy was too arrogant; that would be
the tramp’s downfall. No one in the Brotherhood knew just
how much power Rachel had tapped into. Not a one of them
suspected what she could do.
stared into the flame-lit surface of the obsidian mirror.
“It’s working,” she crowed in glee, to herself. This was too
good! “Just as I planned.”
“You might want to be watching that, Rachel. Talking to
yourself leads to no end of trouble.”
Black Widow’s head snapped up at that unexpected and
unwelcome voice. Her eyes narrowed at this intruder to her
territory. “Who the hell let you in here?”
Joy O’Bannon, Europe’s Red Widow, crossed the room in a
cocky stride that Black Widow hated. What right did Joy
have to be this arrogant? She was, by far, the youngest
Widow at a mere forty-nine years of age. And that
condescending smile on her face irked Rachel even more.
Her eyes narrowed to slits and she considered ramming Joy’s
Jimmy Choos down her smug little throat.
“Don’t look at me like that, Rachel.” Red Widow’s Irish
brogue dripped with anger. “You’ve been playing on my
turf. That has to stop.”
Black Widow laughed. Joy was too arrogant; that would be
the tramp’s downfall. No one in the Brotherhood knew just
how much power Rachel had tapped into. Not a one of them
suspected what she could do.
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