Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
All of them turned to me.
“Why would she know that she liked that?” Zip teased.
“Well,” I said, “I was cleaning my gun, and then I was testing out the new sight, and here we are.”
“She did not!” Tony cried out in surprise, laughter filling her voice.
“She really did!” I exclaimed. “She likes the red dot just as much as a regular house cat!”
Tony, also known as Caristonia, shook her head in disbelief.
“You’re lying,” she said again.
“No, really,” I said as I pulled the gun from my back and pointed it. “Look.”
I pressed the button on the gun that activated the red dot and Coco launched herself off the perch she was on, aiming for the wall where the laser dot was located.
The cat hit the dot with a meaty thud of her massive tiger paw and growled.
“That’s…” Hades, one of my other sisters, shook her head in disbelief. “It’s probably a good thing we didn’t know she’d do this before we were all mature and shit.”
I laughed and holstered my unloaded gun.
Why was it unloaded? Because I was headed to the airport, and I was checking it in my luggage.
Today I would be heading out on a flight to the other side of the United States to meet up with my team—who consequently lived nowhere near one another—to discuss a child abduction.
Once a plan was hatched, we’d do the mission, and hopefully I’d be home in time to be the ringmaster at the next show.
Five years ago, when everyone started popping out babies, it was decided that we’d change the days the circus was open from Tuesday through Saturday to Friday through Sunday only. And we also took off all major holidays.
One would think we wouldn’t make any money doing this, but surprisingly, we made triple the amount we used to. Though, that could be because of the popularity of who all of my sisters were married to.
Val, who was sitting on the couch with her sisters, went totally off topic, as always, “I hated breast feeding.”
“I hate even more that I have to watch y’all breast feed,” I continued to no one in particular.
All of them had kids now, though.
It’d been four years of fast and furious deliveries and two adoptions, but now there were no less than eight kids running around at any given time.
Coffey and Simi had three. Tony and Slone had two. Slone had one from a previous relationship who Tony had adopted. And together they’d adopted another little boy from a friend who wasn’t ready to become a parent. Crimson and Winston had one. Val and Felix had one. Zip and Nash had two. Hades and Hannibal had two.
“You need a new hobby besides complaining,” Simi grumbled.
“I need new hobbies because I’d rather not see y’all’s breasts?” I asked. “That’s comical.”
“You need hobbies because that’s all you do is complain,” Zip argued.
I nearly groaned.
“I have plenty of hobbies!” I argued with Zip.
“You don’t,” she said. “You literally sit here all day, do the circus’s books, talk shit with Autry, and eat. Since we dropped down to three days a week, you literally do nothing. You don’t go out. You fly to go hang out with Autry and his friends.”
Crimson, who knew the whole story of what I did since her husband wasn’t going to lie about what he was doing, gave me a look.
She wanted me to share with my sisters, but I didn’t want to. I didn’t want them to worry about me when I was gone.
Zip did have a point, however. My whole identity was the circus.
I didn’t sit here all day, though.
Contrary to what they believed, I did have a life outside of the circus. Just not one that they’d approve of.
Other than thinking and worrying about them, or their kids—which was a full-time job in and of itself—I also worked with Autry and Winston, Crimson’s husband, on other things. More clandestine, never going to tell my sister things.
Autry was a former Navy SEAL who had started working at our circus as a coordinator/whatever we needed at the time person when we moved the circus to a free-standing facility in Dallas, Texas.
Whereas I’d spent twelve years as a Marine before bugging out to start working with my sisters at this godforsaken circus.
It was when I’d met Winston for the first time, and he’d offhandedly brought up the fact that he could always use more experienced manpower, that Autry and I both began working with him to rescue kids. And though it’d started out as just giving a hand here and there when Winston needed it, it’d turned into a whole-ass team of men who knew what they were doing and could get the job done no matter what.
It was funny, because in the beginning, it’d been one SEAL and one Marine.
Now it was four SEALs and one Marine. Though, we were considering adding a police officer to the mix. He was still contemplating logistics so, we were waiting to see where he went with it.