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The Queens: Queen's Move

Hi, my name is Nikita Slater and I'm the International Bestselling author of The Queens series, Fire & Vice series, The Sanctuary series, Driven Hearts series and several standalone novels. I've loved the written word my entire life and am an avid reader, as well as a writer. I live, eat and breathe books and I'm always working on something new! ​ I live on the beautiful Canadian prairies with my son and crazy awesome dog. I have an unholy affinity for books (especially dark romance), wine, pets and anything chocolate. Despite some of the darker themes in my books (which are pure fun and fantasy), I am a staunch feminist and advocate of equal rights for all races, genders and non-gender specific persons. When I'm not writing, dreaming about writing or talking about writing, I love to help others discover a love of reading and writing through literacy and social work. He declared war, she accepted the challenge. Born to the mob, abused by the mob, Vee is queen in a beautiful and brutal city. She has risen up to take over her dead husband's territory. She leads her organization with cool logic, passionate loyalty and an iron will. She's the perfect woman for the job. Until one cartel refuses to bow to a woman, shattering her dreams. Now she is fighting for her right to rule. The Gentleman Butcher is a legend in the mafia for his efficient, gruesome and relentless takeovers. One woman stands in his way and he will dethrone her. A king in his own country, he will capture and tame the furiously independent beauty. He will seize her loyalty for himself and force her to submit to his rule. As they come together, this explosive couple will set fire to a city, a country and everything in their path.

Nikita Slater · Urban
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Chapter 49

It was pouring rain as they ran behind the garden hedges, ducking the security that Vee knew had passed less than thirty seconds before. It hadn't rained since her arrival in Venezuela, but it sure as hell was raining like some kind of vengeance water apocalypse now. Vee wasn't sure if it was a good thing because the rain would provide cover, or if they were likely to drown before she accomplished her mission. She also worried about the helicopter being able to land.

"I don't think I could possibly be any wetter," Raina complained from beside her, swiping at her glasses in an attempt to clear the water.

Vee agreed. They were both dressed in dark clothes, hats pulled low over pale faces. They weren't wearing any kind of rain gear. Vee's shoes sent up a shower of water from the grass with every footfall.