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“Are you talking about the detective who came to the house of Lords to see us?” Kashton asks.
“What about it?” Tyson sits up straighter in his chair.
“Lincoln called us to the house of Lords.” Kashton starts.
My eyes are on Sin, and I notice the way his hand tightens on his phone at the mention of Lincoln.
“When we met with this man. He wasn’t related to the Lords at all but he had a picture of a girl found dead, throat slashed and wrapped in barbed wire. It was his sister, and he was trying to find out who killed her.”
“Why did he contact you guys?” Ryat questions.
“Because all he had to go off was a picture of his sister last seen at the mall. And Brenda was in the picture with her.”
The door opens, and four guys enter who work for Tyson. I would call them his bitches because they do all his dirty work, but I actually like them.
“Hey, man.” Ryat stands and shakes Finn’s hand, while Sin stands and does the one arm handshake hug with Colton. The other two—Alex and Jenks plop down on the couch.
I turn to face Jenks. “I need a favor.”
He smirks. “Name it.”
Reaching into my pocket, I pull out a cell phone. “Can you get me a detailed list of all contacts that are in this phone?” I ask.
He nods, taking it from me. “Yeah. What all are you wanting?”
“Addresses, legal names, work information. Whatever you can find.”
“On each contact?” He makes sure he understands.
“Yep. There aren’t many.” I want to know every person she ever spoke to. Who the phone was under, where all she lived. What she ever googled. It’s amazing how much a phone can store that you never even think about. Or are even aware of.
“Consider it done.”
* * *
We standinside the club by the main bar on the first level. The lights flash, and the music blares. I’m not much of a club person. I honestly don’t know how Tyson does it day in and day out. I need silence. Time to think to myself. It’s too hard to do with all of this noise.
Someone bumps my elbow, and I look up to see Kash standing next to me. He gestures to Haidyn, who focuses all his attention on a woman on the dance floor. You can’t miss her. She looks out of place compared to the rest of the people dancing. She also looks familiar.
All the other women are dressed in dresses and high heels, but she’s wearing a pair of jean shorts that are low on her hips and cut high up on her legs. She has a white T-shirt tied into a knot right underneath her large breasts. Her dark hair is up in a messy bun, and she’s dancing by herself.
Haidyn sees her when she comes into Carnage.
Kashton laughs, watching Haidyn take a sip of his drink, eyes glued to her ass as she moves it back and forth to the beat.
“You can’t be serious, man. She’s what? Maybe five-foot-two and a hundred pounds. You’re six-seven and like two fifty. You’d destroy her,” he jokes. “Not to mention, I’m pretty sure she’s a virgin. You’d scare that poor girl to death.”
“Isn’t that the best part? Seeing how much they can take before they break?” Haidyn speaks before throwing back what’s left of his drink.
We don’t answer him. He wasn’t expecting one. Kashton just shakes his head, and I pull my phone from my pocket to check the time. Almost one in the morning. I see I have a message from Jessie and open it up.
Your package has arrived. Also, she took the meds, sir.
With a smile, I lock my cell and place it back in my pocket. Of course, she did. On top of being sore, I’ve got her scared. She’s questioning my motives. I never make fake threats that I don’t follow through with, but this is part of my plan. I wanted her to explore Carnage and see what it has to offer her.
How do you make someone feel safe with you? You put them in an environment that they fear. One that you can control. You become their hero, their shelter. You show them just how cruel the world can be without you. And then you step in and save them. All the while, you’re their worst nightmare.
FORTY-SIX
