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I couldn’t keep the shock off my face. “How the actual fuck are you thinking about that right now?”

Rook stared off into the crowd, but by the tiny twist of his lips, I knew he was listening, too.

“Diesel wants us with him for the meet. I’m trying to come up with the best way to play it.”

“Right now?”

I knew what he was doing, but I wasn’t fucking having it. He was deflecting. Not thinking about the thing he couldn’t control by thinking about something he could. A defense mechanism that wasn’t going to save our girl.

He’d just fucked her, you’d think he could act like he cared whether she lived or died for five fucking seconds.

“I have an idea,” Rook said, slipping from the arm of the couch to flop down onto the cushion next to Corvus. “Kill them all. Problem solved. Danger avoided. Risk factor? Reduced to a big fat fucking zero.”

His dark eyes glimmered with drink and malice in the red-tinted lights. “We could start tonight.”

Corvus finally broke his pose, fingers leaving his lips as he twisted to lay his eyes on Rook. “You can’t just kill every person you have a problem with, Rook,” he chastised our brother. “There are better ways of handling shit.”

“Smarterways,” I added, not knowing why I was bothering to add anything to this pointless conversation right now.

Rook shrugged. “Not easier ones.”

The pledge returned with some white pills and a bottle of water, and I swallowed them both down, guzzling the whole bottle before tossing it back at him. “Go.”

Rook and Corvus regarded me with matching lifted brows, and I grimaced. “Fucking headache,” I explained. “Lay off, okay.”

I never took painkillers.Never. But if I didn’t do something about the piercing, throbbing ache behind my eye sockets, I was going to snap.

A girl with light hair in an angel costume walked up onto the stage, swaying her hips as she approached Rook, bending to his eye level with her tits pushed out. I couldn’t hear what she whispered to him, but I saw the way her gaze tracked to the Red Room door and back and how she bit her lower lip.

Rook gazed up at her with a haughty disdain, giving her a one-word reply.

When she redoubled her efforts, placing hands on his thighs, his entire body tensed, and he shoved her back, sending her sprawling to her ass with a yelp as his nostrils flared.

He snapped at her like a wild animal as she scrambled to her feet, sending her scampering off back into the crowd, red-faced and shaking.

His rejection only madehercome rushing back to the forefront of my mind.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, pushing my thumb and index finger into the fleshy corners of my eyes. “She’s going to be okay, right?” I asked, feeling something grow and clench behind my rib cage.

“I don’t know,” Corvus answered, and I let out a shuddering breath.

“Diesel wouldn’t…” Rook trailed off, settling back onto the couch, but he couldn’t finish the sentence and there was a reason why.

Dieselwouldif he knew something we didn’t.

Hewouldif he believed beyond a shadow of doubt that she would be our downfall.

“There’s nothing we can do but wait,” Corvus hissed.

“It’s not good enough.”

“You don’t think I fucking know that?”

“Even if she lives, Diesel won’t be finished with her,” Rook mused, swirling his whiskey in the flask, staring down into the neck of it like the amber liquid inside might hold some secret to fixing this whole fucked up mess.

In a move so fast I hardly saw it coming, Corvus stood and flipped the low coffee table, throwing it into the unsuspecting crowd with a roar.

Becca squealed, and I heard the clack of her heels over the music as she backed away from the stage.

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