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eyes as he glowered at those who stared. Mason looked up and noticed the three-foot exclusion zone Korvain had inadvertently created.
    “What’s up?” Mason asked, meeting the guy’s eyes. Mason liked the Mare, mainly because he had Bryn’s back. They were definitely on the same team when it came to protecting that Valkyrie.
    Korvain moved his body closer to Mason, herding him toward the wall, blocking him from view and shielding their conversation. “I just need to reiterate the fact that you need to keep what you know locked down. Nobody can find out what you know. Feel me?”
    Mason swallowed. Korvain would kill him if he ever breathed a word about the other world of gods and goddesses. “I told you before I wouldn’t. Besides, I thought our blood oath took care of that?”
    Korvain smiled unpleasantly, baring his fangs. Up close, they looked at least two inches long, gleaming despite the low light. “That blood oath isn’t a gag order.”
    “I wouldn’t talk about Bryn and the others. They’re too important to me.”
    Korvain kept up the threatening smile, but the hardness drained from his eyes. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” He looked at his watch and moved his big body away. “I have to go, but keep your ears open tonight. If you hear the name Darrion, I want a report as soon as I get back.”
    Mason let out the breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. “You got it, but where are you going?”
    “I have to go get one of the other Valkyries from work. Bryn doesn’t want any of her girls traveling without muscle.”
    “Until Darrion is caught?” Mason asked, piecing the puzzle together all on his own. He had no fucking idea who Darrion was, but he was on Korvain’s shit list, which couldn’t have been a good place to be.
    “Yeah,” Korvain said. “Keep your ears and eyes sharp.”
    Mason looked out over the crowd. Every single set of eyes was on them. As Korvain strode from the room, those eyes followed him. When the door slammed shut behind him, the whole room seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
    Yeah, Mason knew exactly how they felt.

Chapter 5
    Chicago …
    Galen watched his partner finishing off their current hit in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling plate glass windows of the high rise apartment block nestled in the Chicago skyline.
    The male cowering at the end of Rhys’s knife was making soft mewling sounds in the back of his throat. With a wicked grin, and his blue eyes flashing brilliant gold for a split second, Rhys plunged his knife into the human’s throat, the pitiful bleatings turning into his final gurgling breaths.
    Galen refocused his eyes onto the dark waters of Lake Michigan beyond the glass. Lights from the surrounding buildings bounced off the nearly flat surface, creating a kaleidoscope of blues, yellows and reds. It was almost serene, until he caught glimpses of the fresh blood splashed on the front of his shirt in his reflection.
    He shrugged.
    Occupational hazard.
    Galen turned back around to face Rhys, who was just getting to his feet, his hands and forearms slick with blood. Galen’s eyes drifted down to the corpse, a sadistic smile tugging up the corners of his mouth.
    Craine was going to be happy with them.
    “We’re done here,” he said. Rhys nodded once and faded from the room. Galen wandered over to the front door, stepping over the body casually, and unlocked it. He didn’t have to worry about the human authorities tracking them, recognizing them, although their crimes were already notorious.
    As Walkers, they would never be discovered and never be caught.
    As Craine’s wet men, they were untouchable.
    When Galen faded back to the apartment, he found Rhys at the kitchen sink, washing away the blood caking his skin. Galen didn’t know why their boss had wanted their latest target liquidated, but what Craine wanted, Craine got.
    And in all honesty, Galen didn’t give a fuck.
    He’d been born and bred for this shit. Killing. Blood.