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“Get your head out of the fucking gutter,” Jez says with no real malice as she packs up her computer. “Game faces girls… It’s time to show the men of Saints Purgatory we mean fucking business.”
For once, I’m not running from something but toward it because there’s no way in hell I’m going down without a fight.
CHAPTER 23
ROGUE
“Now this is what I call dinner and a show.”
Sitting with Lock and Fort in the security room, I watch the monitors and soak in the latest purge. Grim and Thorn are in the Confessional with a man who walked on a rape charge because the judge ruled that his confession was illegally obtained.
“Oh, shit,” Lock comments with amusement in his tone. “Grim just grabbed the ax.”
Fort pops another handful of Skittles in his mouth, his eyes glued to the screen. “Hundred bucks says he cuts off his dick.” His words come out jumbled because of the candy.
“That’s a fool’s bet,” I say with a chuckle. “He absolutely gonna chop off his dick. It’s what a rapist deserves.”
We watch with fascination as Grim lifts the ax above his head, his expression full of murderous rage.
“What the hell?” Fort snaps when Thorn grabs Grim’s arm to stop his assault.
“What is he doing?” I ask.
Thorn slowly walks to the weapon wall and reaches for something. It’s hard to see what it is because his back is to the camera and whatever he grabs is lower on the wall. But when he turns around, I spot the torch in his hand.
“Well, this is new,” Lock says drying.
“Is he gonna…” My words trail off as Thorn ignites the torch and lowers the flame to the sinner’s crotch. “Yep, he is. This is awesome.”
“Shoulda taken that bet,” Fort states. “There’s not gonna be anything left for Grim to chop off.”
“I don’t know how it’s possible, but I continue to be surprised at all the creative ways these two pun?—”
“Uh, guys,” Lock says, pointing to one of the other monitors that shows the common room of the clubhouse. “Is it just me or do they look like they’re on a mission?”
On the screen are all the ol’ ladies, Jez, and Skye. They’re standing in a group just outside the elevator, their gazes swinging from side to side like they're looking for someone. And not a single one of them looks like they’re looking for a good time.
I reach for the volume knob and turn it up when Cece’s lips start to move.
“...out here now,” she demands. “We’ve got shit to talk about.:”
“Rogue, you might wanna go out there, see what this is all about,” Fort says.
“Why me? Soul can deal with his woman.”
“True, but your woman is with them,” Lock points out.
“She’s not my?—”
“Whatever, bro. Just go see what the fuck’s going on,” Lock snaps.
I groan with frustration. Things in the Confessional were just gettin’ good. I make a mental note to punish Skye for the interruption later as I stride out of the security room.
When I reach the common room, Soul and Malice are standing in front of the ladies, arms crossed over their chests, feet braced shoulder-width apart.
Uh oh.
“We’re not going anywhere,” Jez snaps. “You need to call church, now.”
