Chapter 103

• The weaponry to me was like a shoe store to most other women. Weapons in all shapes, sizes and styles, this was heaven.
• Chase spotted us before we got two feet in the door and came over carrying my harness for my Sais. I think I had it strapped on before it had left his hand completely. With a grin, he reached over my shoulder and put the weapons in it. Nodding to his twin, he turned and went toward the wall again.
• Quinton appeared beside me holding out two knives—a six inch one with a weighted grip and a four-inch throwing knife. I’m sure I was drooling. I held out both hands, wanting all of the pretty toys. He grinned. “I’ll get you the straps.”