Pandora's Box (32 page)
She considered the woman a long time. “You gotta know it’s a suicide mission.”
“No wonder Nix likes ya, you’re straightforward.” Just like Alessa was. “I don’t think gorgeous and sexy hurts either.” The comment came from nowhere, and Madison frowned. “FYI, you’re terrible at selling this mission.”
Madison remained silent. She came here for an object, not a woman, saving Nix her sole ambition. Damning another person was not on her agenda. She wouldn’t “sell” a mission to receive her aid. The horsewoman’s decision should be made with all relevant facts.
The crop tapped a thoughtful rat-tat-tat against her boot. Alessa nodded her head slowly, thoughtfully. “You got a plan for us to get in Hell? Some pie in the sky bullshit that’ll give us a fighting chance to survive the plunge?”
No plan to get herself out, just Nix. Factoring in the safety of another human being never hit her radar. “No.”
“Sold!” Alessa said dramatically, with a roll of her eyes.
“Nix won’t like this.” Madison wondered what she got herself into by hitching another life to the rescue mission.
Alessa shrugged. “Seems to me Nix doesn’t get an opinion while he’s a resident of Hell.”
Madison met the other woman’s eyes. “I don’t like this.”
“I promise to be a good girl.”
No way could Alessa keep her promise. “No, you won’t, you’re too much like Nix.”
Alessa pursed her lips as if she considered her statement. “Okay, I promise to try and be good.”
Madison believed she’d try. “We have bigger problems than your behavior. I only know of one way to get a living person into Hell with any hope of coming out alive.”
“How?”
“You won’t like it,” Madison said. Alessa shrugged. “You’ll have to sell me your soul.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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