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Maddox goes first, easing the door open and peeking inside to check it’s clear, then stepping inside with us right behind him. The kitchen is empty, but the sound of voices flows down the hall, and Maddox slowly creeps that way, keeping close to the wall.
The foyer is huge with high ceilings and a large staircase in the centre, opposite the front door. I check the room to my left, an empty lounge area. On the opposite side of the foyer is another room, the door slightly open, and that is where the voices are coming from. Rogers’ voice is as clear as a bell.
“Stop worrying, Jimmy. In a couple of hours the Lawlers will be finished… Yes, of course… I’ll make sure she disappears for good this time.” There’s silence for a minute or two, then Rogers speaks again, “I’ll call you once it’s done. Though I’m sure it won’t take long for the news of their deaths to travel.”
There’s the sound of shuffling feet before a crack echoes into the hall, followed by a groan of pain.
“Come on, Rocky, you can do better than that,” Rogers taunts, and I clench my fists, closing my eyes as I try to remain calm. I see Maddox tense too, and I know he’s ready to burst in there, but we don’t know how many there are or the layout of the room.
“Fuck you,” slurs a voice, and it sounds like he’s talking round a ball of cotton wool. It earns him another hit, and this time Maddox looks back to me and Rox. She nods her head, and slowly pulls her gun out ready.
Maddox reaches out a hand ready to shove the door open and burst in when another voice stops him.
“Leave him the fuck alone!” Star screams.
I grip the back of Rox’s jacket as she takes a step, and her head spins round, eyes locking with mine. “Fucking let me go, Zak,” she whispers between clenched teeth, her eyes wild with rage and hatred.
“Wait,” I tell her. “Think,” I say, pointing to my head.
“Ha-ha, little sister, such a foul mouth for such a sweet looking little girl. But you won’t be able to talk once your mouth is busy sucking cock all day long. I do hope that pussy of yours is still untouched.” He hums and makes a kissing sound. “It’s a shame about your age, but I know plenty of men that will pay a hefty sum for breaking you in. Virgin pussy at any age is always a winner. But younger the better, in my opinion.”
“You’re sick. Even your own father despised—”Crack. The slap is loud, but Star makes barely a sound.
“Shut your fucking mouth, you little whore. Just like your fucking whore of a mother. She liked to suck dick, especially mine when I had a little baggie dangled in front of her face like a carrot.”
This time, there’s no stopping Rox as she breaks my grip on her jacket and shoves passed Maddox, bursting into the room with her gun raised.
“Fuck!” I say, as Maddox and I follow her into the room to the sound of guns cocking.
We both have ours raised too, but we are slightly outnumbered, and even if that wasn’t the case. Noah has a gun pointed right at Rox’s temple.
I daren’t even look at Noah, so instead I look to Rogers, who clearly had no idea we were here. But his shock falls away too quick for my liking and turns into a wicked and twisted smile.
“Well, how about that. It looks like you boys couldn’t wait for death and decided to bring the party to me. How very fucking kind of you. And you even brought me another little gift,” he jeers, looking to Rox, who regardless of the gun pointing at her head hasn’t put hers down, and she follows Rogers with it as he walks toward her.
When he stops in front of her, she pushes the barrel of her gun right into his forehead, and he taunts her, “Are you going to shoot me, Roxy? I don’t think so. Take a look around you.”
My eyes do a quick pass of the room, and Rogers has a man with a gun trained on every single one of us, except for Rocky, whose head is slumped to his chest, blood dripping from what’s left of his ear. Noah is the sixth man, and that’s fucking important if he’s just playing along.
“I’m not going to shoot you, Rogers.” His smile widens, but it’s premature. “I’m going to cut you in places that will make you cry like a fucking baby and plead for a bullet to the brain. Then, and only then, will I offer you the option of death.”
His strike is quick, and it lands hard across her cheek, whipping her head to the side, but she somehow manages to keep her gun trained on him. I hear Maddox growling beside me, but he stands firm knowing now isn’t the time.
She laughs. Our girl, looks up, jutting her chin out and pulling her shoulders back and fucking laughs in his face. Her body language tells me everything. She’s in control, she’s not afraid, and she isn’t concerned about the gun to her head. I don’t like the fact she can feel or tell that Noah is safe, but I’m fucking glad because otherwise I might shoot the fucker.
Rogers’ face twists into a snarl, his hand swiping out and gripping her throat. I see Noah’s nostrils flare at the move, but he remains in position.
“You might not be afraid of me, Roxy, but how much do you value the life of your friends”—he sweeps a hand toward Maria and Smithy—“Or your lovers,” he says, giving a nod our way. Then holding onto her throat still, he forces her to turn and look at us.
The blow is swift and hard, but neither of us react beyond a wince as the men beside each of us, lands a punch to our faces.
Her jaw clenches, and her eyes widen, showing the whites, but that defiance still shines, and she remains silent.
Her non reaction infuriates him even more, enough for him to release her and turn away. I know what he’s going to do the second he steps forward. She knows it too.
In the split second he has his back to her she, looks to me and Maddox, then quickly to Noah. Her intentions clear.
Lowering her gun a little, as though in defeat, she yells “Now.” I hear a gun fire and a roar of pain, but I don’t have time to think on it too much as I use the moment of shock to take out the guy beside me while Maddox does the same. Grabbing his hand holding the gun, I twist his wrist up until it’s beneath his chin then I pull the fucking trigger, blowing his brains out.
