Peccadillo - A Katla Novel (Amsterdam Assassin Series Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
“Ready for a rematch?” The Rastafarian shook his head, tossed the game console on the couch and switched off the television. “I’m done. You want more tea, dawta?” “Always.” Anouk took the spliff to the hammock. She was just settling in when Zeph’s cell phone started chirping. Anonymous caller. Anouk flipped the phone open. “Yes?” A brief silence on the other end, then Katla said, “Anouk?” “Zeph’s making tea. How are you?” “Crap. I’m at the ER of OLVG, but they won’t let me leave by myself.” “I’ll be right over.” She closed the phone and called out to Zeph. “Leave the tea, Zeph, I have to go.” Zeph stuck his head around the corner. “Something happen?” “I have to collect someone at the ER.” She waved at him and went out of the pilothouse, lifted her ATB on her shoulder and strolled around Shaitan to the gangway. Zeph came up to the deck, his cell phone in his hand. “You no tell me Katla is in the ER.” “I’ll take care of it, don’t worry.”
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