Page 24 of Monster Mania

Ghost pulled out his phone. “The Nomad Knights started asking questions about you three days ago.”

Angel stepped away from both men. “No.”

“They're looking for you,” Hammer said.

“I have to go,” she said. She grabbed the duffel bag, and Jackhammer took it from her. “Give me that,” she insisted.

“No,” he breathed, holding it just out of her reach.

“Jackhammer,” she warned.

“You're not running,” he said.

“You don't get to decide that,” she said.

“Maybe not,” he admitted.

“Then give me my bag,” she said.

“No,” Hammer breathed. She reached for it, and he held it over his head.

“You've got to be kidding me,” she hissed.

“Not even a little,” he said.

“Ghost!” she shouted. “Give me a hand here.”

Ghost shrugged. “I'm with him on this one.”

“Of course you are,” she grumbled, still trying to grab the bag from Hammer.

“You want to run?” Ghost asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“Fine,” Ghost said.

Jackhammer glared at him. “Ghost.”

“Let me finish.” Ghost stepped closer. “You want to run, we'll run.”

Angel frowned. “What?”

“You heard me,” Ghost said.

“You're insane,” she insisted.

“Been called worse,” he admitted.

“This doesn't involve you,” she said.

“It does now,” Ghost breathed. He took another step toward her and brushed a strand of her hair back from her face. He was so gentle; she wanted to cry.

“Why?” she asked.

Ghost looked at Jackhammer and then back at her. “Because we made a deal.”

Angel almost laughed. “You made a deal to sleep with the same woman. Congratulations. Mission accomplished.”