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forward, still maintaining his grip on my hand. He nudged Greer on the way, forcing him start moving down the drive. “He’s coming too dipshit, now move!”
That effectively had him co-operating.
Zane kept the machete in his hand and moved so he was beside Addy.
The descent was slippery, but spotting the SUV idling down at the end had us picking our pace up. We were almost there when the roar of an engine urged us to run.
I laughed as I nearly fell on my ass, skiing down the driveway. Maliki’s hold kept me upright, dragging me along.
“Hurry your asses up!” Trix yelled out the window.
We reached the SUV and all piled inside the back, practically on top of one another.
The door was slammed behind us in the fleeting seconds before a massive pick-up bumped the rear end, shoving us forward.
“Y’all always in some bullshit lately, you know that?” Trix grumbled, shoving the SUV into drive. Tires screeching, the truck shot forward, leaving the cannibals to follow.
Chapter Eleven
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They didn’t tail us for more than fifteen minutes. In the middle of the street they made a U-turn and headed back the other direction.
That didn’t seem a natural thing to do unless they were planning to find us again with reinforcements.
A few minutes later Zane was telling Trix to pull over.
He tapped the interior light switch and twisted around in the passenger seat once we were fully stopped.
“I need you to tell me everything that’s important,” he said, staring at Darrian.
She shifted beside Greer, toying with the hem of the shirt he’d given her to wear.
“I didn’t see much. They had on those deer masks when they took me and killed…” she swallowed.
It was the first sign she was uncomfortable. Darrian had been through much more tragic shit than being held in a kennel and I knew she didn’t give a flying fuck about Ace’s death.
“Fuck what you saw what did you hear?” Addy questioned.
Darrian looked at her for four long seconds and then glanced away. It could have chalked up to intimidation; Addy wasn’t known for being sweet or gentle.
Or it could’ve been insecurities since Zane was fully on board with this relationship.
The two were complete opposites. One red haired and tattoo free for the most part, the other blonde, inked, and a princess.
Only problem was I knew Darrian and this wasn’t normal behavior. Had this been another time she and Addy would have had to be pulled apart.
“This is bigger than us. Bigger than what we thought. I heard the Stag’s discussing some other faction, some religious fucks called a..r…?”
“A-R-C,” Nyx spelled out, moving further into my side. “We heard about them on the radio. They’re new, supposedly.”
“What about them?” Zane asked.
“There’s a deal in place and someone being traded. They didn’t speak openly but I pieced together what I could.”
“All I know is that the Stags are not as strong as they think they are.”
From my peripheral I caught Addy and Nyx exchange a look I couldn’t decipher at the moment.
