Page 194 of Filthy Lies


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Actually, that made sense. I was a different woman from the one I’d been before. But the truth was, Lancaster had earned his punishment. I’d only tortured Jintao and the two princes because I wanted Kuznetsov’s name and location.

Jesus.

Had I grown a conscience?

Sickened by the prospect, I straightened in my seat. Thankfully, I didn’t have to worry about that for long because two women showed up in a Mini in front of the house we were staking out.

“For traitors, they have good taste in cars.”

I snorted at Conor. “Only you’d have a Mini when you’re a gazillionaire.”

“It’s compact and I can park it. What about that sounds like a dumb move in New York?”

“How often do you even drive it?”

“Every Sunday, thank youverymuch.”

“Are you two going to start making out after the bickering? I’d be down for watching that if we didn’t have other shit to do first.”

“Come on. Don’t slam your doors.”

That warning uttered, I headed out of the car then slipped across the street just as Minerva was following Ovianar down the short path to the villa that Minerva had inherited from her aunt as a child.

I’d known they’d come here. That they’d leave their place in Soho and head for Kensington because it wasn’t as built up and was more residential.

Staying in an apartment might have seemed more logical, but I knew that once they got inside the house, there was a slick alarm system that would have the copsandO’s employers outside within twenty minutes.

I knew because I’d fitted the fucking alarm.

In one seamless move, I seized Minerva from the back, slid my arm around her waist like I was hugging her, and dug the tip of a knife into her side.

“It’s been so long since we last got together, Minnie,” I clipped in her ear before she even had the chance to choke out a warning to Ovianar who was up ahead now, unlocking the front door for us.

Dead To Me drifted along the path as silently as I and made sure Ovianar couldn’t lock us out by grabbing her in a chokehold and dragging her deeper into the house.

As I guided Minerva inside, Conor made up the rear, and he closed the front door behind us.

“You said you’d leave us alone,” Minerva spat, her anger clear, but she knew not to mess with me. She stayed rigid in my arms but didn’t try to escape my hold.

“By meddling with my fucking life, you literally pulled me back inside!”

Ovianar, struggling against D’s strength, dropped to her knees as D knocked her out.

Minerva released a cry at the sight, but Conor shuffled ahead and, calm as you like, asked, “Where are we doing this?”

It was easy to forget sometimes that he was a son of the Five Points.

I was better acquainted with his nerdy side than the O’Donnelly in his genes.

“Kitchen. It’s down the back. The garden is enclosed so no one will see and the place is soundproofed so no one will hear them scream.”

Minerva released a terrified sob at that.

Jabbing her in the side, I muttered, “It doesn’t have to come to that. You know I’ll fuck off again if you give me the answers I need.”

“You’re such a cunt, Lodestar. I wish we’d never met—”

“You and me both, bitch. But you fucked with me first. I’d have stayed away but you had to have the final word, didn’t you? That’s always been your goddamn problem.” I shoved her down the hallway toward the kitchen when I saw that D, Conor, and Ovianar were no longer sharing the space with us.

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