Angel and the Assassin 3: Sins of the Father

think of Joe Hotchkiss?
    He was in your self-defense class.”
    “I know exactly who he is,” Kael said. “He’s a good operative. He’s about my age,
    right?”
    “Yes, sir. But what about as a bloke? You know, is he decent?”
    “What does it matter as long as he does his job? Let’s face it, I’m not the nicest
    man in the world, but I’m good at what I do.”
    With her arms wrapped around her middle, Mattie went on, “He’s been asking me
    for a while to go out with him.”
    “Oh, I see.” Kael finally caught on.
    “I’ve been holding off. Partly because of that whole, not dating people you work
    with thing, and partly because I’m just not sure about him.”
    Mattie was asking his advice about dating, like he was her dad or something. She
    was only about seven years younger than him, but still, the weight of it settled over
    him. This was something to be taken very seriously, and he felt the gravity of it. “I can
    see how not dating people in your office would be good advice, but you both work in
    the field for the most part. Security, undercover surveillance.” Neither of them worked
    in his capacity as an assassin, and Mattie would not know what he did most of the time
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    for SIS. “You could try a date or two with him. He strikes me as responsible and
    respectful.”
    “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
    “He’ll never be asked to be on the cover of GQ.”
    With a nod and a serious look, Mattie said, “I know he’s not good-looking. He’s
    got that huge nose, but he’s a hell of a good laugh. He’s really fun company.”
    Always conscious of his own appearance and attractiveness, Mattie’s response
    made him feel rather shallow. “Personality is more important than looks,” he said at
    once. “I’ve never been able to make people laugh.”
    “You don’t have to, sir. All you have to do is stand there looking gorgeous.”
    Now he felt annoyed, like he was a piece of meat or something. But no one had
    ever asked him for everyday advice until he had Angel in his life. Angel asked him for
    advice all the time, and now Mattie was doing it too. It made him feel quite human.
    “Hotchkiss doesn’t set off any alarm bells for me. Give him a try.”
    “All right, I will. Thanks, sir.”
    “And if he does anything he shouldn’t, you tell me, and I’ll rip his balls off.”
    “Awww, sir, that’s really sweet.” The soft roundness of her smiling young face
    made him feel all warm and fuzzy despite her remark about his looks. “And it was
    great to work with you again.”
    “Go home and sleep, Mattie.” Kael watched her descend into the Westminster
    tube station, her blonde ponytail blowing in the wind.
    Now if only he could get Romodanovsky out of his head.
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    Chapter Four
    Lady Gaga blasted Kael the minute he got out of the lift. It could only be coming
    from his flat. It was after five, and Angel was definitely home. At least there was no
    Mrs. Chalmers to complain anymore. Inside the flat, the music was so loud it made his
    sensitive eardrums vibrate, but Angel did not come to the door as he usually did when
    Kael arrived home. He must not have heard him come in with that racket going on. He
    hung his jacket in the hall cupboard and wandered through the flat, looking for his boy.
    In the bedroom with his back to the door, dancing completely naked, was Angel.
    Entirely unselfconscious, he danced like he danced when Kael took him to the clubs.
    Graceful and yet wild at the same time. So cool. His thick blond hair bouncing as he
    shook his shoulders.
    Throwing his shirt on the floor, Kael unzipped his fly and pulled out his already
    lengthening cock, his eyes never leaving Angel’s back, watching for any sign that the
    boy knew he was there. Stealthily he came up behind him and, with his right hand,
    grabbed Angel’s right wrist, twisting his arm up his back. Kael knew exactly how to do
    it without hurting him or breaking the bones. And he knew how to do the opposite.
    With his left arm, he caught Angel around the chest. Standing solidly on his right leg,
    Kael wrapped his left around Angel’s ankles, knocking the boy’s feet from under him.
    Every movement was accomplished smoothly and swiftly. In two seconds, Angel
    was on his belly, pinned to the floor with Kael on top of him. A piercing cry of fear tore
    from the boy’s throat. For a moment, he fought to free himself, but taken by