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I pin one arm to the wall and snatch the gun from her, shoving it up under her chin, which finally gets her to calm the fuck down. There’s still defiance and anger in her dark blue eyes, and she looks at me like if she could kill me with a look, I’d already be on the ground with the first guy she dropped.
My heart is racing from the fight, and I can feel the blood pumping through me as I stare at her, my eyes narrowed.
“What the hell are you doing murdering someone at my fucking club?” I demand, keeping my voice down. “Are you trying to have cops crawling all over the place?”
With the music still blaring from inside, the odds are low that someone will overhear us, but I’m not taking any chances.
She doesn’t answer, staring back at me with those angry dark blue eyes. She has a long, graceful neck and plush lips, which are currently pulled back in something like a snarl.
Our bodies are pressed together, and I can feel all of her curves against me and the heat that’s pouring off her. I hold her gaze and press in even tighter, licking my lips slightly.
“It would be a shame to destroy something so beautiful,” I tell her in a low voice. “But I’ll do it if you don’t start talking.”
Still, she just stares at me, not giving any indication that she’s listening or even gives a shit about anything I’m saying.
“Last chance,” I warn her, my voice hardening.
She turns her head and spits on the ground next to my feet, making her choice pretty damn clear.
I shrug and draw back, then draw the hand holding the weapon back in a flash and bring it down heavily, bashing her in the head with the butt of her gun and sending her crumpling to the ground.
When she falls, I take a step back, looking at the two bodies on the ground. Her, unconscious, and the man she killed who isn’t getting up again.
What a fucking mess.
I pull out my phone and text my brothers in our group thread, letting them know we’ve got a problem and to meet me in the alley. I add in an ‘ASAP’ for Ash, just in case he’s busy doing something else.
It only takes a few minutes for them to join me, Knox first and Priest on his heels. Ash is the last to step out the door, still in the process of tucking his dick away. He was probably getting it sucked by one of the cage dancers, knowing him.
They take a look at the bodies and then look back up to me.
“Aw, did you have fun without us?” Knox asks, folding his arms and furrowing his brows. The tattoos crawling up his neck from under the fabric of his shirt look like shadows in the darkness. “That’s not fair.”
“They’re not both dead, are they?” Ash wants to know.
I shake my head. “She killed him,” I tell them, nudging the dead guy with the toe of my boot. “I don’t know why.”
“Why here?” Priest asks, eyes locked on the scene.
“Don’t know that either,” I tell him. “She wasn’t talking, so I knocked her out. She put up a hell of a fight first, though.” I can feel the sting of the shallow scratches where she raked her nails into my skin, trying to claw and get away from me.
“Are we gonna kill her?” Knox asks, staring down at her body. He runs a hand over the scruff on his jaw. “We should wake her up if we are. It’s always better when they know why they’re being killed.”
“Seems like a bad idea to kill her if we don’t know why she’s here in the first place,” Ash puts in.
I nod at that. “Agreed.”
Knox makes a face that’s probably as close as he gets to a pout, and Priest rolls his eyes. We all know how much Knox likes to be able to have his fun without worrying about logistics.
“If she doesn’t talk, then maybe we’ll turn her over to you,” Ash tells him, patting his shoulder.
“She’d better talk,” I say darkly. “We need to know what the fuck she was doing and why she was doing it here. We’re not letting this shit go down at our club.”
The others nod in agreement at that. Whatever else is going on, we have to protect our business. We built it up from nothing into what it is today, and it’s the key to our freedom and independence, to our power in this city.
“Priest, help me get the girl out of here,” I say, giving directions. “Ash, you and Knox deal with him.” I nod at the dead body.
Priest moves around to grab the girl, hauling her up to her feet so she’s slumped over his shoulder, weighing him down.
I move in to help him, holding in an agitated sigh behind my teeth. What a fuck-up of a night this turned into.
