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Authors: Sophie Davis
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Unforgettable (Talented Saga #6)
Unforgettable
Sophie Davis
Copyright © 2015 by Sophie
Davis Books
Smashwords
Edition
For Barbara
Gordon-
Your patience, faith, and
unwavering loyalty are more appreciated than we can ever properly
convey.
Talented (Talented Saga # 1)
Caged (Talented Saga # 2)
Hunted (Talented Saga # 3)
Captivated (A Talented Novella)
Created (Talented Saga # 4)
Unforgettable (Talented Saga # 4.5)
Exiled: Kenly’s Story (A Talented Novel)
Inescapable (Talented Saga # 5)
Pawn (Nightmares Trilogy #1)
Sacrifice (Nightmares Trilogy #2)
Checkmate (Nightmares Trilogy #3)
Fragile Façade (Blind Barriers Trilogy
#1)
Platinum Prey (Blind Barriers Trilogy #2)
Vacant Voices (Blind Barriers Trilogy #3)
“
HOW
MANY?” PINT
Dunkin
asked.
“
Five.”
“
You’re sure?” Pint
pressed.
“
Am I ever wrong?” Libby
challenged.
Pint ignored the other girl’s snarky
comment, but inside a wave of annoyance crashed over
her.
Bloody stuck-up prat,
that’s what she is
, she thought
bitterly.
You’d think she was next in line
for the throne.
“
Alright then, love, how
you wanna handle this?” Arthur’s voice crackled through the comm
unit.
“
Quickly and quietly,
that’s how,” Pint replied. “I want off of this forsaken continent
just as soon as possible.”
“
Daddy said to get as many
of them as we can. Daddy said to—”
“
Daddy
isn’t here now, is he?
Daddy
left me in charge, Libby, not you,” Pint snapped,
effectively cutting off the other girl’s whiny protests.
Lord Nigel Monroe, Duke of Shrewsbury
and London Isle—Libby’s father and Pint’s boss—hadn’t been specific
on the details of the roundup. One thing he’d been clear on,
though, was that handling the situation with care was of the utmost
importance. He was always prattling on about patience and planning,
lecturing that prudence was how they’d survived, and thrived, when
others like them had succumbed to the laws of ordinary men. Which
was such a crock of shit, really, since they were only trying to
protect ordinary men from the brutes that lived among
them.
“
Whatever,” Libby huffed,
clearly annoyed that her opinions counted for so little when far
from home. It was only then that Pint felt comfortable putting the
other girl in her place without suffering repercussions.
With exaggerated theatrics, Lady
Elizabeth Monroe flopped down on the bench in the back of the
surveillance van in a very unlady-like manner. Her long, golden
ponytail dangled over her shoulder, the ends coiled in perfect
ringlets. Pint wished Libby’s impeccable hair would wind around her
swan-like neck like a noose, thus putting both girls out of their
collective miseries. Working with a drama queen was bad enough in
Pint’s opinion. But the fact that Libby was one of them, a beastly
Chrome, was vile. It was reason enough for Pint to wish her
coworker—and yes, her cousin—dead.