Book 6: Up to My Eyeballs

Barbara

They’re going to figure out that I lied to them, and then… well, I’m going to be in deep, deep doo-doo.

Not to mention the fact that Kane is supposed to be storming this castle already, and he’s not.

I need to convince Gene to do something that will throw the Alphas off, but when I knock on his open office door, he is asleep on his desk, his head folded on his arms, drool dripping out of the corner of his mouth.

He is a helpless man-child, and I absolutely hate him. I hate Kane, too, but I also love him, and that may seem complicated, but it’s the truth.

Gene, on the other hand, I am ready to shake until his head wobbles loose and then springs free of his neck and rolls around the floor. At least he bought my story about someone else being responsible for killing that guard. He is such a fucking moron.

So I can’t help but stand in the doorway and scream his name at the top of my lungs to jar him awake. “Gene!” I shout.