Diamonds (Den of Thieves Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: A.M. Cosgrove
the frustration rising back in his voice.
“Easy buddy,” Jake said.
Sebastian said nothing and picked up the file on his desk.
Opening it up he came face to face with a picture of Daria. It was one of the recon photos Bo had taken the week before. Her long dark hair flowing in the breeze and olive complexion in the mid day sunshine gave her an exotic look. She could easily be on the cover of any woman’s magazine.
She was young, only twenty-seven years old and was the daughter of a rich businessman. She had worked alongside her father for the last three years. She enjoyed the finer things in life but wasn’t afraid to work for them.
It was in that moment that he realized the mistake he had made. She was far too independent for him to use his usual tactics.
“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath, threw the file on the desk and rubbed his eyes.
“Figure it out?” Jake looked up again.
“Yeah. I went about it as if she was one of the regular rich princess types. I figured she was a pretty face and not actually as independent as she apparently is.”
“Well we could always send in someone else to --” Jake started.
“No. I am going to fix this.”
“Sebastian this isn’t about your ability to do your job,” Jake started.
“I know it’s not, but someone else coming up to her out of the blue at this point will seem suspicious. At least with me she knows who I am to some extent.”
“Makes sense. Let me know if you want me to take over. I don’t mind doing it if you think your cover has been blown.”
“It hasn’t been. I will get around it,” Sebastian replied before downing the last of his coffee and getting up.
“Headed home?” Cat asked reaching for his empty mug.
“Yeah I think I need a good night’s rest before I take another run at this.”
He was embarrassed having to admit to anyone that he had not made it past first base tonight, let alone to his partners. He grabbed the file off his desk and his jacket before heading towards the front door.
“Hey Sebastian--” Jake stopped him on his way out.
“Yeah?”
“Don’t let it get to you.”
“Yeah yeah yeah.” Sebastian waved him off and left, hoping that a good night’s sleep would fix the sour mood he found himself in.
Chapter 3
The sun was creeping across the floor of the room when Sebastian opened his eyes. His bedroom was large but sparingly furnished. He had everything he needed but there was nothing that was overly personal. It was modern and comfortable.
He had never had a stable home before he went to prison. He was always on the move trying to stay one step ahead of the women he was conning. He had always needed to be able to get up and leave at a moment’s notice when it got too hot.
Old habits died hard and even when he had come out and started to get back on his feet he had stuck with the same things he had always known.
Lying there he was thankful again for the way things had changed. He no longer needed to be on the move. He had job he enjoyed and did well.
Most of the time.
He groaned and winced as he remembered the night before. It was not one of his most shining moments but today was going to be different. Today he was going to take it at a different angle today. He had it all worked out.
Now all he had to do was put his plan in motion.
He rolled out of bed. As he walked across the room to the bathroom he slipped out of his pajama pants, tossing them in the hamper as he went.
Turning on the water he stepped into the steaming hot stream. Water lengthened his hair around his ears and across his eyes. He stood there a moment letting the water wash away the fog away from his mind before tilting his head back and pushing his hair off his face. Streams of water caught in his eyebrows and rolled off his nose.
He lathered his chest and down past his stomach, the soap sliding slowly down his
“Easy buddy,” Jake said.
Sebastian said nothing and picked up the file on his desk.
Opening it up he came face to face with a picture of Daria. It was one of the recon photos Bo had taken the week before. Her long dark hair flowing in the breeze and olive complexion in the mid day sunshine gave her an exotic look. She could easily be on the cover of any woman’s magazine.
She was young, only twenty-seven years old and was the daughter of a rich businessman. She had worked alongside her father for the last three years. She enjoyed the finer things in life but wasn’t afraid to work for them.
It was in that moment that he realized the mistake he had made. She was far too independent for him to use his usual tactics.
“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath, threw the file on the desk and rubbed his eyes.
“Figure it out?” Jake looked up again.
“Yeah. I went about it as if she was one of the regular rich princess types. I figured she was a pretty face and not actually as independent as she apparently is.”
“Well we could always send in someone else to --” Jake started.
“No. I am going to fix this.”
“Sebastian this isn’t about your ability to do your job,” Jake started.
“I know it’s not, but someone else coming up to her out of the blue at this point will seem suspicious. At least with me she knows who I am to some extent.”
“Makes sense. Let me know if you want me to take over. I don’t mind doing it if you think your cover has been blown.”
“It hasn’t been. I will get around it,” Sebastian replied before downing the last of his coffee and getting up.
“Headed home?” Cat asked reaching for his empty mug.
“Yeah I think I need a good night’s rest before I take another run at this.”
He was embarrassed having to admit to anyone that he had not made it past first base tonight, let alone to his partners. He grabbed the file off his desk and his jacket before heading towards the front door.
“Hey Sebastian--” Jake stopped him on his way out.
“Yeah?”
“Don’t let it get to you.”
“Yeah yeah yeah.” Sebastian waved him off and left, hoping that a good night’s sleep would fix the sour mood he found himself in.
Chapter 3
The sun was creeping across the floor of the room when Sebastian opened his eyes. His bedroom was large but sparingly furnished. He had everything he needed but there was nothing that was overly personal. It was modern and comfortable.
He had never had a stable home before he went to prison. He was always on the move trying to stay one step ahead of the women he was conning. He had always needed to be able to get up and leave at a moment’s notice when it got too hot.
Old habits died hard and even when he had come out and started to get back on his feet he had stuck with the same things he had always known.
Lying there he was thankful again for the way things had changed. He no longer needed to be on the move. He had job he enjoyed and did well.
Most of the time.
He groaned and winced as he remembered the night before. It was not one of his most shining moments but today was going to be different. Today he was going to take it at a different angle today. He had it all worked out.
Now all he had to do was put his plan in motion.
He rolled out of bed. As he walked across the room to the bathroom he slipped out of his pajama pants, tossing them in the hamper as he went.
Turning on the water he stepped into the steaming hot stream. Water lengthened his hair around his ears and across his eyes. He stood there a moment letting the water wash away the fog away from his mind before tilting his head back and pushing his hair off his face. Streams of water caught in his eyebrows and rolled off his nose.
He lathered his chest and down past his stomach, the soap sliding slowly down his
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