The Warriors Series Boxset I
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The elevator whooshed open and she gripped Zoe’s hand tightly and ushered her inside. The man punched the floor, winked at them and left.
Liz stepped out on their floor, walked inside the glass doors opposite and stopped and stared.
She’d been to a few offices, to her dad’s office, and had seen offices on TV, but this one was unlike any other she had seen.
It was light, airy and cheerful.
Multi colored couches were strewn randomly, baseball bats and gloves lined the walls, a basketball hoop was at one end. In one corner she could see a small green strip, a miniature putting green.
The office felt happy.
She walked deeper and her heart leapt when she spotted the man she wanted to see.
He was lying down on a couch, his eyes closed.
Sleeping? In the middle of the day.
She went closer and cleared her throat.
Brown eyes opened and stared in astonishment. The man swung his legs and sat up so smoothly that Liz was reminded of the cheetah she’d seen hunting on TV. One moment the animal was crouching, the next it was in motion, a streak of gold and black spots.
He was dressed in a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up, over dark jeans. A leather belt over a narrow waist, short brown hair, intelligent eyes.
No gun.
Liz was disappointed. She was expecting guns, lots of them. She was expecting an office which hustled. One in which phones rang, people shouted and computers hummed.
She stifled her disappointment.
‘I want to discuss something with you.’
The man raised an eyebrow.
‘I’m just the hired help, ma’am. You need to talk to them.’
He chinned behind Liz’s shoulder and she swung round to see two women she’d missed in her first glance.
Both were brown haired, tanned, and had strong faces and green eyes.
Peaches tugged on her hand and said excitedly. ‘They’re – ’
‘Yes honey. I know, they’re twins.’
She turned back to the man.
‘Who’s in charge?’
He shrugged.
‘Both of them.’
Liz turned swiftly and saw one of the women swiftly fold back her middle finger.
I saw that.
She went to the twins who sat next to each other.
Before she could say anything, Peaches dumped the contents of her hand on the table.
Tightly squished bills fell out.
The eyes of the nearest woman widened.
Peaches said clearly. ‘We want to hire you.’
Liz tugged on her hand furiously to shush her, but Peaches was not to be silenced.
‘We want you to look at our mom.’
Liz groaned inwardly at her sister’s grammar.
‘What happened to her, honey?’ The woman’s voice was warm, rich and felt comforting.
‘She’s dead.’
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