Phantom Warriors: Linx Read Free

didn’t jump in to rescue complete strangers. And they
certainly couldn’t make it seem like it was something they did every day. Which
meant he was either too stupid to live or he had ties to the mob.
    Was
it possible that he was a Pakhan ? He didn’t look like a typical mob boss. She glanced
at his forearms. He didn’t appear to have any tattoos. Maybe he was a Brigadier like Sergei and worked as an
intermediary controlling the criminal cells for the boss? But that didn’t seem
likely either, since Sergei preferred to take care of business himself. He
wouldn’t ask someone to step in for him, would he? Was he a new enforcer?
    Tabby
felt the blood drain from her face as she took a step back to really look at her
rescuer.
    His
black T-shirt hugged plentiful muscles, leaving little to the imagination. The
top had been paired with matching jeans and military grade combat boots. Unless
he’d shoved a gun into his snug pants, he wasn’t armed.
    Tabby
glanced at the front of his pants and suddenly wished that she hadn’t. Her mind
flashed to the two strippers he’d been with. That explained his current
condition. Or maybe he just got off on fighting. Either way, her gut told her
that he was trouble. The sooner she dumped him, the better off she’d be. But
before she did that, she needed to know a few things.
    “What
were you thinking back there?” she asked.
    His
dark brow arched. “I could ask you the same thing. From what I could tell, you
have had zero combat training.” His voice had no discernable accent as he
chided her.
    Definitely
not from around here or Brighton Beach, Brooklyn, where the Russian mob made
their US home base. Could be that he’d come in from California, but his skin
didn’t have the color of someone who’d spent a lot of time in the sun.
    Tabby’s
face flushed. “I know plenty about fighting.” She’d been fighting to get her
twin sister back from Sergei for over six months now. But of course, that
wasn’t what he’d meant.
    He
stepped closer. “Then why didn’t you fight, when he picked you up? There were
plenty of moves that could’ve incapacitated him.”
    Her
hands settled on her hips. “Not sure if you noticed, but Boris is huge. Hulk
huge.” Besides whatever maneuver he was referring to hadn’t been covered in the hand-to-hand combat books that she’d read. Of course, Tabby
couldn’t exactly tell him that. He could be working for Sergei or one of the
other bosses in the area. So she said the first thing that popped into her
head. “He caught me off guard.”
    The
man snorted in disbelief.
    “It’s
true. I’ll prove it,” she said. “Try to choke me.” Tabby braced herself, then motioned to her throat.
    He
blinked slowly. “What?”
    “I
said try to choke me.” She made the universal sign for choking.
    His
brow furrowed. “I will do no such thing. You are a woman.”
    Tabby
rolled her eyes. “I’m surprised you noticed given the acute case of silicon
boob blindness you seemed to be suffering from when I came into the club.”

 
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    Linx
didn’t know exactly what she meant, but he could tell from her tone that she’d
just insulted him. So this was the thanks he got for saving her. It wasn’t his
fault that he hadn’t known she was a woman until her hat fell off. He glared at
her. She dressed like a man and screeched like a Harpy.
    Until
now, he hadn’t encountered any women on Earth like her. And for that he was
eternally grateful. Since one of her on the planet was enough.
    He
allowed his gaze to wander. From what he could tell, she didn’t have large,
perfect breasts like the others. Hers were smaller. More compact. A mouthful at most. Her thick waist led to hips that were
definitely fuller than the dancers.
    Yet,
standing here before him with her burgundy hair glistening in the sunset and
fire burning in her dark brown eyes, he’d never seen a woman look quite so feminine . How had he missed the fact
that she was a woman? Maybe he