The expression on Adam’s face was tense with frustration. “But why didn’t she warn me, why not send me a message that she was in trouble instead of filling her head with being happily married to the fucking asshole?”
“That I can’t answer.” Slade pushed himself away from the railing. “But she can.” He nodded toward Angelina before disappearing back into the house.
Adam looked on as she stood back a little from Anne and her family, but close enough if Anne needed her. His Angel was a good woman with a good heart. Knowing he had to talk to her, he took a step in her direction, but Jared shoved a large box against his stomach.
“Stop standing around mooning over your woman.” Jared rolled his eyes. “We need to get this shit loaded and back to the compound, and I’ll be damned if I do it all by myself.”
Adam glared at Jared and took hold of the box before it hit the ground. Not knowing which vehicle to put it, he placed it in the backseat of his car. Just as he was heading back, he saw the Mayor limping toward Angelina, with Alice and five uniformed officers following.
“Take the women as well as the male breed downtown.” The Mayor ordered, his tux covered in white drywall dust and insulation.
Jill’s head snapped around. “They’re going with us.”
“Ah, shit.” Adam picked up his pace stopping next to Angelina.
“All half-breeds are being rounded up—” He began to speak again, but Jill walked up pausing in his face stopping him in mid-sentence.
“Round up?” Jill hissed, her golden eye blazing black. “What the hell do we look like, cattle? I don’t know what you are trying to accomplish, but these women are going with us, and then back to their families. And if you ever try to round up me, I will—”
Sid stepped up, pulling Jill away. “Calm down, little hothead.” Sid grinned down at her, but when he raised his head to the Mayor, his whole attitude changed in a flash. “I’d advise you to turn, get in your limo and rethink what you are trying to do. If you continue with your campaign of putting half-breeds into concentration camps, you will lose. Look in your history books, Mr. Mayor, because history will tell the story and it’s not pretty.”
“There are nice places for them to live, and I don’t know who used concentration camps, but that certainly was not my word,” the Mayor huffed. “We need to get control of this situation.”
“Who needs to get control of what situation?” Adam finally spoke up. “These are people with families who love them. I am half-human and I’ll be damned if you make me a prisoner.”
The Mayor’s eyes turned angry in a flash. “You can breed other half-breeds. This is out of control. It needs to be taken care of and will be taken care of. I have the support of many influential people, so you need to realize that this is going to happen.”
Alice smiled. “Just think, Adam, things like you and Jill won’t be a burden on anyone anymore. You will be taken care of by the government and people like us.” Her attitude of self-importance made him want to throw up.
“I’d rather, and I think Jill would agree,” Adam stepped closer to both the Mayor and Alice, “say fuck you and your backward ideas of helping us by shoving his head up your ass.” His eyes went from the Mayor back to Alice.
“You ungrateful little prick.” Alice turned ugly in a blink of an eye. “You might want to think twice about who you piss off. The time is going to come that this is going to happen and those who rebel will regret it dearly.”
“You can’t talk to these…breeds.” The Mayor patted her hand, and then nodded toward the officers. “Go ahead and let them say goodbye and take them.”
Sid, Adam, Jill and even Angelina made a line of defense, blocking the two women and their families. “I’m just going to make this very clear.” Sid glanced over at the officers, his face void of any emotion. “One person touches these ladies and there will be a lot of heads up a lot of asses.”
Lana, who had come out and had heard the end part of the conversation, stood next to Sid. Her eyes landed on Alice, and without blinking, didn’t back down. “That sounds unpleasant.”
“Oh, believe me,” Sid’s lips curved, “not only is it unpleasant, it’s very embarrassing and smelly, especially if your head doesn’t go up your own ass.”
Jared walked past carrying a box. “True story,” he replied, setting the box down to stand next to Adam. “So whose head is going up whose ass?”
“Depends on who makes the first move,” Sid said from the other end of the protection line. He cocked his eyebrow at the officers who looked away from him to the Mayor.