Page 47 of Brutal Lies


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Oscar’s head snaps in his direction. “I always think before speaking, Cal. You should know this by now.”

Yeah, the man is a prick.

Finn chuckles away in his chair, as if amused by the drama unfolding.

“Is there anything else?” Cal prompts, with a wave of his hand toward Oscar’s tablet.

Oscar broadens his shoulders, and his scrutinizing gaze lands on mine, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand. “Yes. When Lucas killed his father, it started a turn of events for so many reasons. Questions were being asked, and it forced the Lancasters to take a step back. Scared her son would out her at any minute, they completely detached themselves from him. Timothy Lancaster however continued his depraved assaults via one of the clubs that host nights specifically for trafficked victims.”

“We need to put an end to that shit,” Finn spits out, and tugs on the strands of his hair as he unravels before us. I couldn’t agree more, but I watch Oscar, searching for a reaction to Finn’s words. Does he intend on using the information he has by putting an end to a trade he knows is happening?

Oscar shakes his head. “It’s not on our turf. It would cause a war.” His gaze flicks toward Cal, as if looking for confirmation.

Cal glances toward Finn, and his expression softens. “Not yet. But we will when the time is right.” He holds Finn’s stare. “We will be there.” His words are said with confidence, full of sincerity.

“Us too,” Jace tacks on, and Cole gifts them with a confident lift of his chin in agreement. Pride swells in my chest at the way my brothers are taking a stand against the inhumane scum that walk the earth in plain sight at the detriment of the innocents around them.

Standing by us.

Con sits forward in his seat. “When the time is right, we’ll all be there.”

“We’ll all stand together,” Oscar confirms, and his eyes convey a promise of retribution, overshadowing previous thoughts that the man is devoid of emotion.

My Adam’s apple slides slowly down my throat, overcome with emotion, our new allies, our newfound family giving us the strength we need.

A strength we all deserve.

Tia turns to face me, a serene smile graces her lips. “Brutally devoted,” she whispers, causing a tremor to zip down my spine.

“Forever.” Sky grins from ear to ear, and I mirror her smile.

Our darkness brought us together, it binds us for an eternity.

A promise of devotion, a future of hope.

When we drown in our darkness together, we do so knowing we’re not alone, because behind us, we have a family.

A family born in brutality.

Devoted in love.

Chapter

Thirty-Two

TIA

FOUR WEEKS LATER . . .

Irace toward the toilet again, retching into the bowl, and empty the small amount of toast I could stomach.

Jace takes hold of my hair, pulling the strands off my face, and as I sit back on my heels, he swipes away the sweat with a warm, wet washcloth.

“No more babies!” I declare as I stand up and snatch the toothbrush from Cole’s hand, delivering him a death stare as I do.

Lucas glares at me as if I declared I was walking out of the apartment naked.

Scrubbing away the remnants of vomit from my teeth, I glance at my men in the bathroom mirror.

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