Chapter 107. No One Hurts One of My Own

He didn’t want to, but he was only trying to scare Clark into calming down, even if only a little. He knew that No Named did what she did because she was worried that Clark might not come back alive, let alone unscathed. He admired whatever was going on between the two, but he would not let it ruin everything. No Named was invaluable to the team.

He advised Clark to find a place to sit and put his head between his knees or something. Clark had just left the room, and Carlos was already giving out orders, ready to check on the people that were trailing Gator’s van when Clark ran back into the room.

“Sweet mother of—” Carlos exclaimed but was cut off by his bodyguard, who was rambling and attempting to shove his phone into Carlos’s chest.

“She wore a bug!” Clark yelled. Carlos frowned and looked at the smartphone.

I wore a bug. Click on this link to connect xo

It was a text from No Named. Carlos couldn’t help the big smile that stretched across his