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“How did that happen?” Psycho asks with no feeling or reaction to my mutilation.

I roll my head back and look at him with an eyebrow raised. “Would it change anything?”

Before he can respond, the door opens and someone else comes in. Someone who has the others shifting around as he walks into the room.

“Cunt talk yet?”

“Nah,” Demon says as he walks around the back of me and posts up by the door once again.

“Give me some time with her. I’ll get her to talk.” He looks me over with a smirk, and I turn my head.

The sneer on his face is like the ones who held me before. The ones who just like to cause pain, not get answers. I know the type. I’ve gotten to know them intimately. Think my toe being cut off was to get someone’s attention? Only the ones who did it. They had a great laugh over it.

“Nah, we’re just getting started, Duke,” Psycho says as he pulls a blunt from his vest pocket and lights it, taking a long drag. “You got something for me?”

Duke shakes his head. “Nah. Just bored and wanted to play. I’ll wait for my turn with the duchess.”

I glance back at him, taking my time to look him over.

Then I look at Psycho. “What was your sister’s name?”

He takes another drag and blows the smoke in my direction. My nose twitches from the smell.

“Ava.”

“And you’re Duke, huh?” I look at the guy with a tilted head.

He grins. “Looking for a good dicking, honey? Don’t you worry, I’ll get to you soon enough.”

“Bet you got a fucking crown tattoo too.”

The jumping bean cackles. “Oh snap. Bitch got your number.”

“Shut up, Ivory,” Duke spits out in his direction.

Ivory? I swear his name should be Tigger or something. The guy can’t seem to stop bouncing, and that’s what that tiger’s favorite thing is to do.

“Where did you find your sister?”

“Why do you keep asking questions?”

I shrug. “Curious.”

“Colombia.”

“You guys seriously suck at your intel.” I laugh, a sad one this time at how bad these guys are at their jobs.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Duke takes a step closer, but it’s not him I look at. I lock eyes with Psycho.

“You want revenge on the Hounds, but the guy who fucking killed your sister is in the damn room.”

The room gets colder somehow as eyes shift around. But not Psycho’s. He looks at me, and I look at Duke.

“You thought you got away with it, didn’t you? You thought no one would know. She said she saw the tattoo. Mentioned how it haunted her when she was on her knees for you. You shouldn’t have called her Duchess that last time you fucked her.” I look at Psycho. “Don’t know if he shot her in the head, but he sure as shit hurt her.”

Psycho slowly turns his head away from me and toward Duke, who’s still looking at me, with murder in his eyes. Something tells me it was the same look he gave Ava.

A woman who I was held captive with for weeks. She was with Ruby and me while we were in Colombia. The trip I never wanted to be on and got caught up in because of the Hounds. That’s what I thought, anyway, even hoped for. I’d prefer it to have been because I was in the wrong place and got taken with Ruby for convenience than because of what got me taken the two times before that.