Shit. Stupid girl. Where the hell had that come from? She’d gone to the mailbox, no doubt. Hadn’t Xamien given her strict instruction to not touch anything? Fuck, this is why Jasper was here. He took off running towards the front door. It may be nothing, but he hadn’t lived as long as he had without being cautious. The closest he came to trusting anyone was Xamien and that was the only reason Jasper had agreed to come and keep an eye out for any disturbances. Besides, this is what he did—hunted and killed. For payment of course. Jasper heard a crash. Fuck. When he reached the front hall he saw the cause of the noise; a china statue lay in pieces on the floor. Glunk and the mysterious and alluring babe Max stood immobilized staring at the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement. An olive colored snake slithered along the stone tiles, weaving a path towards some sort of safety. It was an Inland Taipan, aka fierce snake, the deadliest snake on earth. Survival after a bite is rare.
