Lethal Liaisons (Willful Women Assassins Series) Read Online Free Page A

You have mine, so have her
call me as soon as you hear from her!”
    Kristie and Randolph were
waiting at Karlee's condo when she returned home.
    “Sis, are you okay?”
Kris asked as she hugged her.
    “I've never been
better. Why are you guys here?”
    “We saw you on TV.
You were awesome!” she declared with enthusiastic admiration.
    “What do you mean? I
haven't been anywhere.”
    “It's us, sis, your
family. You don't need to lie. Besides, I'd recognize your body
language and voice anywhere, even if it's too poor of a quality for
anybody else.” She switched on the TV so Karlee could see for
herself on the next broadcast.
    Karlee looked over at
Randolph, not yet comfortable thinking of him as family.
    “Janine wants you to
call her,” he said.
    “Why? I don't have
anything to talk with her about,” she replied with a tone of
hostility. Karlee was playing it cool, as if nothing had happened and
as if there were nothing to discuss with anyone.
    “How did it feel,
sis? Pumping those bullets into that sucker must have been orgasmic!
Was it, huh, was it?”
    Try as she might, Karlee
could no longer conceal the hint of a wry grin.
    “Oh, I knew it!”
shouted the younger Kris, jumping excitedly around the room.
    Soon the replay of the
security tape appeared on the TV. Kris watched Karlee's eyes as they
remained intently glued to the screen.
    Karlee's phone rang early
the next morning. She hadn't felt inclined to make the requested call
to Randolph's sister. It was Janine on the phone.
    “I see you took my
warning to heart. I must admit, it was totally unexpected,”
said Janine.
    “I don't know what
you're talking about.”
    “No need to play coy
with me, honey. I know Randolph gave you some idea of what I really
do, and we four all know it was you on that video. For a rookie, it
was a nice job. The fact that you're playing it the way you are is
impressive, too. Next time, don't turn on a light, take night vision
goggles if you need to. Next time, don't talk, just shoot.”
    “I still don't know
what you're talking about, Janine.”
    “Dear, I don't want
to incriminate you. I want to hire you! I get more work than I can
handle now, and want to subcontract some of it and have someone for
backup at times that I can trust. I figure that with your sister and
my brother practically walking down the aisle together, we're almost
like family.”
    “Really? Well, I
neither confirm nor deny anything. What kind of money are we talking
about?”

    Meanwhile, back at
Randolph's place, he and Kris are lying in bed contemplating the
upcoming day.
    “Are we going to
start my sniper lessons today?” she asked.
    “What makes you think
you want to be a sniper, hon?”
    “First of all, I know
what I don't want to be, and that's a housewife who does
cleaning, laundry and cooking. Your sister has nefarious connections,
you have a black-ops background, and my very own sister was seen on
national TV assassinating a prominent politician. What's a girl to
do? I want you to help me choose a rifle. Where's yours?”
    “I don't have one
anymore. What exactly are you planning on doing with it?”
    “That's my business,
not yours.”
    “If you're going to
be my wife, it is.”
    “Is that a proposal?”
    “No.”
    As they cuddled together,
she slid her hand down across his stomach, looked to see how his eyes
responded, then slid it lower, down between his legs. Getting the
expected response, she asked, “Why not?” She began
kissing and licking his neck as she awaited his response to the
question, then inched her kisses down across his stomach, following
the path her hand had taken. Suddenly she paused, looked up at him
and asked, “Why did you just say that ? As long as I've
known you, you've never once mentioned the word wife.” The
intimate moment turned into one of mild confrontation.
    “Do we have to talk
about this now?”
    “If not now, when?”
    “Get back to what you
were doing and maybe we'll talk about it