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“But that’s not the best of it,boss,”Monk boasts gleefully, the sarcasm thick and heavy. “I get to have some fun whilst the King decides how to play this…”
“What are you talking about?” Camden snaps, his anxiety making itself known.
“Surely you’ve heard by now?”
“Heard what?”
“You know how this works. The King needs to get Asia in line. There’s really only one way to do that.”
“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Mean. Monk?” Camden repeats, needing to hear him say the words. To spell it out.
Monk laughs, the sound ripping at my skin until I swear I’m just a fucking skeleton bleached white by the sun.
“Pink ismyplaything now, just like your mum remains the King’s… Let’s just hope Asia does what Daddy Dearest wants otherwise Pink will be carted off to some distant land to become some sick fuck’s sex toy and your mum will find her new home ten feet under the dirt.”
“You bastard,” Camden snarls into the mouthpiece. “If you do anything to hurt either of them…”
“You’ll what? Cry into your fucking pillow?” Monk responds cruelly. “Listen up, arsehole, and pay fucking attention. In a few days we’ll send word to you and my pretty little sister. As long as youbothdo as you’re told, Pink and your precious mum will remain alive. You fuck up, they’re dead…”
“How do I know that they’re not dead already? Why the fuck should I trust you?”
Monk falls silent, there’s a moment of muffled talking then a second later a sob fills the air. “Camden, is that you?”
Pink’s quaking voice sounds through the loudspeaker. I have to press Eastern’s hands harder against my mouth to stop myself from calling out to her.
“There we go,” Monk sneers. I picture his twisted features and rage burns inside, focusing me, forcing me to be strong.
“And Mum?” Camden questions.
“I thought you might ask that…” There’s more silence, a longer stretch this time. Then a soft voice fills the air.
“I’m here, love.”
“Mum?” Camden’s voice cracks.
“I’ll take care of her, okay? Just don’t-”
There’s the loud crack of skin meeting skin, and a low moan that sounds far too female to be Monk’s. Camden’s body goes rigid with rage. The veins in his forearm pop beneath the skin like angry snakes beaten out of the grass.
“You fucking cunt,” Camden roars.
Monk chuckles in response. “Be aloveand do as you’re fucking told. You’ll be hearing from us soon.”
The phone clicks off and I force Eastern’s hand away launching at the mattress and punching it until I run out of steam and fall backwards on my arse. Frustrated tears fall hot and heavy down my cheeks.
“Asia, look at me,” Camden urges, crouching down in front of me. When I fail to follow his gentle command, he grasps my face in his large hands and lifts my head up. “He doesn’t know, Asia. The King doesn’t know about your deal with Crown.”
I shake my head, wild thoughts ripping through my mind at the thought of Pink, prisoner to that sick twisted bastard Monk and his father,ourfather. I know what Monk did to Ruby. I know what he’s capable of. He just hit Camden’s mum, for fuck’s sake.
“He’s going to hurt her just like he hurts your mum!” I pant, frustration and despair clawing at my fraying strength as I grip hold of his wrists, squeezing tightly.
“No! The King will never allow him free rein over Pink. He trusted me with the crew and not Monk. Why? Because we all know that he’s too much of a live wire. That speaks volumes.”
“Not anymore. You heard what Monk said. You heard what hedid. He has them both.”
Doubt crosses Camden’s features, but he forces it away. “He’ll pay for striking my mum, for scaring Pink,” he growls before dragging in a breath and letting it out slow and steady. “But so long as they’re alive there’s hope. The King doesn’t know. We have a chance to set things straight,” he repeats, making sure I understand.
“If that’s true, thenwhytake Pink?”
