My name is Lucky, or if you ask my boyfriend, Felicia. I
kill people for a living. You may think I’m some cool, badass assassin who’s
out there in the world, righting the wrongs, taking down the creeps and making
the world a better place, but you’d be wrong. The people I get rid of deserved it,
no lie, but unless you’re an actual sociopath—which I’m not—taking another life
is never easy no matter how ugly the person may be.
I have only one reason for getting into this business, to
find the man responsible for killing my mother and forcing my father into
exile. My adoptive parents meant the world to me. It’s still hard for me to
talk about them. Luciano, my dad, was my lifeline. Without him, I don’t know
that I’d have survived this world. I learned that someone tried to kill him,
killing my mother, Molly, instead, Luciano made it his mission to find the man
and make him pay. Only problem? He died before he found him.
I took up his cause and promised to finish what he started.
I spent the last several years looking, searching, and hunting the man who
destroyed my family.
We know who he is and we’re getting closer to finding him. I
only hope Kenji, Uncle Phen and my cousin Bet get off my back and give me the
space I need to finish this once and for all. They don’t know the toll it’s
taken. They can’t see the scars on the inside. Maybe, when it’s over, we can
all do a little healing and be a real family again.
Lucky’s Playlist:
Evil Angel – Breaking Benjamin
All the Same – Sick Puppies
Face Down – The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Pain – Three Days Grace
No One – Cold
Almost Easy – Avenge Sevenfold
So Cold – Breaking Benjamin
The moment Felicia entered my life, I knew it would never be
the same. Being a network contractor is a lonely existence, something we both
shared. Now, we have each other. Each day we grow closer and I think I am
finally breaking through to her, proving that I am an ally and on her side. She
does not make it easy. The secrets she keeps close to her heart seem to have
the most hold over her, but she never shares that pain with me.
Although she hides it well from her uncle and cousin, I know
how much she struggles with this lifestyle. I see it in her eyes before she
leaves for a job and feel it radiate off her like toxic fumes when she returns.
The work is destroying her and I refused to let it happen.
Quimby is in within our reach. I will do whatever I must to
protect those I love. That is my promise.
Kenji’s Playlist:
Superstition – Stevie Wonder
Dust in the Wind – Kansas
Magic Man – Heart
Got My Mind Set on You – George Harrison
No One – Alicia Keys
After years of searching for her mother’s killer, Felicia
“Lucky” Fascino is finally on the right track. With the help of her family, and
on-again off-again boyfriend, Kenji Zinn, Lucky is getting closer to fulfilling
the unspoken promise she made to her adoptive father.
As the group continues to dig deep into the assassin’s
network, and search for the elusive Quimby, ties to the past come back full
circle, endangering everyone Lucky loves and cares for. It’s only a matter of
time before their secret is uncovered.
Excerpt:
Felicia
swung her chair in his direction and said: “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”
“No.”
“Why
not?” she said, bordering on a screech.
“It is
the same conversation. ‘You can trust me, Felicia.’ ‘You can talk to me,
Felicia.’ ‘I’m here for you, Felicia.’”
“You’re still mad because I didn’t want to talk
about my crappy ass life while we were on vacation?” He lifted an eyebrow to
make a statement, and her whole face flushed. “We were on vacation!”
“With no
distractions. With no interference. Just you and I…and still you refused me
every time I tried.”
“Fine.
What do you want to know?” Kenji stared at her as she rose from the chair and
hitched her fists on her hips. Her head jerked to the right, both eyebrows
lifted on her forehead. “Well?”
“Humph,”
he said, tossing the remote onto the bed and stalking into the living room
across the hall. She wouldn’t answer his question, so he didn’t even bother
asking. He went to the wet bar in the far corner. Searching through the
miniature refrigerator, Kenji grumbled, finding nothing but wine.
“Phen and
I are going to meet after breakfast and talk about the job.”
He
glanced back. Felicia stood in the doorway, her hands in front of her body,
fingers twisted together like a frightened child. A complete turnaround, again.
It wasn’t an act; everything about her said she was scared. Why? Couldn’t she
confide in him by now? His frustration threatened to swell again, and he was
backing her into a corner. If he pushed, they would fight, and he didn’t want
that. Not right now. Kenji sat down in the leather love seat and rubbed his
temple.
She
didn’t move from her position, but her heavy sigh filled the room. “It’s my
last one before he puts me up as the new safety. I’m going to need some
pointers….”
He bobbed
his head but didn’t look up.
“Is it more
than…me not talking?” she squeaked.
Kenji
came close to spilling everything. Forcing her to face the feeling he had for
her was unfair. Making her talk when she wasn’t ready seemed cruel. Confessing
his fear for her safety would make him appear overprotective and controlling.
The fury he felt, he didn’t completely comprehend himself. Discussing the
situation with Taro was the only thing he could mention and remain truthful.
“I am
still aggravated with myself.”
“I told
you outside the restaurant it didn’t matter anymore. It’s over and done. I
trust you, and if you trust your brother…it’s cool, babe.” Her disposition
continued to change, now that he no longer pressed her.
“It will
never happen again,” he said, adding a grumble.
“I know.”
She moved into the living room and sat down on the coffee table between the two
sofas. Felicia reached out, took his hand. He held back the rest of the clutter
racing through his head. She bent her head down to look him in the eyes. “We
okay?”
“Yes, beleza, we
are.”
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