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“Hilary screamed when I fucked her, and I did her in every hole. Bitch knew what it was to have a real man take her!” Charles shrieked.

“No, Mama learned what it was like to be raped by somebody who couldn’t get his own girlfriend!” I retorted.

“Shut your mouth!” Charles yelled.

“Fucking make me! Come on, think you’re the big, bold guy because you can terrorise women and rape them. Try someone who knows her rights. Oh, right, you ain’t got your army behind you!” I shrieked.

Charles looked around. Only a few men remained standing, and he himself was yawning.

“What did you do?” he asked as he hit his knees.

“Made sure the FBI could take you fuckers alive. You’ll never see the outside of a jail cell again!” I sneered.

“Edward begged me to live. He was a coward… begged me on my knees as Second fucked his ass… he denied me everything. Second tore his ass apart. Edward told me… that no matter what I did to him… Hilary’s pain was ended, and soon so would his. Second made him scream… for that defiance.” Charles hit the floor and shut his vile mouth.

A small man entered. Master Hoshi. I raised an eyebrow, somehow unsurprised to see him here. Beside Master Hoshi appeared four people. All wore breathing masks.

“I heard and witnessed Alice. The question is, what now?”

“I want him to suffer, to bleed and howl like my parents. Charles needs to be fucked by the biggest dildo you can find and make him tear and cry. I need him to be in agony for weeks, not mere hours. Charles needs to suffer in every which way possible,” I snarled.

With each word, the hate building up drained.

“That can and will be arranged,” Master Hoshi replied.

“I only wish to know when he is dead, Master Hoshi, please. Not what happens to him,” I whispered, suddenly appalled at my actions.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Natasha hit the floor as the airborne sleeping agent hit her system. I was fighting off sleep, too. Master Hoshi helped lay me down as my eyes closed.

“That can be done, child,” Master Hoshi replied softly.

???

I sat on the steps of the church, wrapped in Diesel’s arms, and watched the commotion. Willow had stormed the place and found everyone asleep. Including Natasha and me. The FBI immediately began cuffing men and women to ensure no fight. Over one hundred agents were now on the scene. FBI vans were carting off the groggy adults while child services organised a wing in the local hospital for the youngsters to be held. Over two hundred children and one hundred and forty women had been rescued. Two hundred and sixty men, including the Ministers, had been arrested.

The story had taken over the national and international news. Willow had released one statement and refused others. Her boss was on site and praising the hell out of her for a bloodless infiltration. Those who’d come with her, the MCs, Juno Group, Delta Force, and Hawthornes, were deputised as per Willow’s plan and now sweeping the compound, searching each building in pairs.

Natasha sat with me, yawning as we tilted our heads together and leaned on one another. Despite the surrounding noise, we were enjoying the peace of the moment. Just the three of us, and we enjoyed the feeling of bringing down an evil cult. And an asshole family who were genuinely sick at heart.

“Willow!” Grey yelled. We looked up as Grey ran in her direction. “We found it. The room!”

I got slowly to my feet.

“Willow, I have to see,” I murmured.

Willow glanced across and shook her head.

“Alice, you’ve done enough.”

“No, I need to see this. To know,” I insisted.

Willow and her boss exchanged glances before he gave a sharp nod.

“Twice, Miss Adams helped us bring down a cult. She’s earned the right.”

Willow didn’t look happy but allowed Diesel, Natasha, and me to follow her. We entered the Minister compound and discovered Dylan Hawthorne standing guard with his second in command, Davies.

“Don’t go down there, Alice,” Dylan warned, and I shook my head.

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