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I refused to make eye contact with him after I answered. Grimm making a sound in his throat gave me the perfect excuse to look away.
No wonder he knew my name; he had to know I was David’s daughter, too.
The last thing I expected him to do was pull out a photo of David and his most trusted followers—me being amongst them.
I’m sure we looked every bit like a happy father and daughter from an outside perspective with the smile he had painted on his face and arm wrapped around my waist. No one but him and a few of his friends knew he was forced to hold me up so the picture could be taken because I had been ass-fucked the entire night before.
“Even the women?” Cobra asked. “Never mind; don’t answer that,” he backpedaled when Romero and Grimm both glared at him.
“It’s…okay.” I shrugged, trying not to think about it as I answered him. “The woman who raised me taught me how to give blow jobs and eat pussy.”
“All those fuckers deserve death,” Arlen spat. Her angry response was the only sound in the room for a good five minutes.
My face flushed and I looked down, using my hair as a curtain.
“She’s right.” Romero stroked the top of my head and expelled a deep breath. “How did you watch your uncle’s meets without getting caught?” he asked, steering the conversation in a better direction.
“They keep extra habits in one of the old confessional booths. I just wore one of those and hid inside it until he was done, and waited for one of the sisters to walk past alone.”
“That was really fucking stupid of you. If he’d known you were right under his nose, what do you think he would’ve done?”
“Stop calling me stupid!”
“Then don’t do stupid shit. What time does he do his meets and how far is it from here?”
“He meets every night at eleven, and I don’t know how far the church is from here because I don’t know where I am.”
“He meets in a church?” Grimm laughed darkly. “Does it have a lake behind it?”
I furrowed my brows, eyeing him suspiciously. “Yeah…how did you—”
“We can make it there if we head out now. There are robes and habits in the storage room.”
I let out an annoyed breath. They kept cutting me off. “Alright, so we’re going to church. Let’s hope it doesn’t burst into flames the second we all walk through the door.”
“Do I have to go?” Arlen piped up, drawing everyone’s attention to her.
“Fuck yes, you have to go. You’re not Cali; you don’t get a deal. You need to ask yourself, do you really want to be in? Because this is how you start earning that right.
“And be careful how you answer, cause if you say no, then we have a problem we need to immediately rectify,” Cobra stated.
“I’m not leaving Cali and you sure as hell ain’t killin me so yes, I want to be in,” she snapped back at him. “And before we go runnin off to some church, where is everyone else?”
“We are everyone,” Romero swiftly responded, pulling out my chair.
“There’s only…three of you?” she asked, her voice full of skepticism.
“Strength is in unity, brat, not numbers,” Grimm answered.
“Only five people live in this house,” Romero cut in with a hard tone, ending the discussion.
Arlen and I glanced at each other with the same knowing expression—he had just majorly deflected the question.
He was hiding something.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The ride was uneventful.
