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War looked up ahead to where the Sinners’ house sat, dark but with the tiniest scraps of light peeking around heavy curtains. It was clear to me there was still someone there, but they didn’t want anyone seeing in.
War tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel. “What do you think? Drive past? Go check it out on foot? Or sit here and wait?”
I ran my tongue along the backs of my teeth, considering the options. “Driving past doesn’t seem smart. Even though we aren’t on our bikes, we’d be drawing attention.”
“I want those women out,” War muttered, his leg bouncing impatiently. “Last time we didn’t know who they were or why they were there. All we knew was Caleb had that one girl. But fuck, all I can think about was when Bliss was taken and how her stepdad was going to put her to work on the streets…” He gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white. “I’m gonna have a kid soon, and dammit, I need to be able to look her in the eye and know I’m not a piece of shit who enables men to sell women. I can’t fucking do it, Fang. After what my mom went through… I don’t know how Army got himself messed up in this shit, but I won’t be.”
He opened the car door, and the interior light came on, washing over his face.
I’d never seen him so determined.
This was what made him a better prez than Army ever was. War cared. He’d grown up in this life. He’d seen death. Murders. As many horrific sights as I had. And yet, while those things made other men hard and me silent, it made War honorable.
He was a good man.
I was determined to be the same. I pulled the door handle. “Let’s go get them then.”
War grinned. “This is why I brought you, brother. No fucking arguments. Just action.”
He leaned across the center console with his fist held out for me to bump. I connected with him, nothing but respect for the man across from me. I felt it right back in return.
The windshield shattering wasn’t what I noticed first.
Nor the glass that sprayed in, showering the two of us in deadly sharp shards.
No. The first thing I noticed was blood seeping through War’s shirt.
And the bullet-shaped hole that had caused it.
7
REBEL
With trembling fingers, I drove Sasha’s car into the driveway of my home. My head was a mess of confusion over that autopsy report, my sister, and I was still reeling from the fact I’d put Hugh in the ground. But one thing was clear.
Kian wasn’t telling me the full truth.
That somehow hurt more than the idea he might have killed my mother.
I had feelings for him.
Stupid fucking feelings that felt a lot like love.
Feelings I didn’t want to have, because obviously they were misplaced.
He’d lied when he’d said he’d had nothing to do with my mother’s murder, and I’d stupidly believed him. Because he was Kian. Sweet and cute and protective.
I’d let myself believe that wasn’t all just an act.
That made me stupid.
I wouldn’t be stupid tonight. I couldn’t be. There was no room left for fuck-ups. Only the truth.
My gaze snagged on Vaughn’s car. I got out of Sasha’s and peered through his windows, spotting my purse still sitting on the back seat. I’d left it there when we’d abandoned the car to go chasing after Kara as she’d tried to escape through the woods.
My gun was still inside, and though it caused me physical pain to think about pointing it at a man I loved, I couldn’t go and confront him unprotected either.
The biggest percentage of murder victims died at the hands of someone they loved.
