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And he won’t even know why.
God, I’m such a fuckwit.
I should have stayed.
I should have talked it out with him.
Now look where I am.
My bottom lip trembles as I sink into the seat. There’s nothing I can do but wait.
I know the club won’t come looking for me for at least an hour.
I just have to hope that Hoodoo demands they come quicker.
***
After a long drive, maybe an hour or so, my anxiety is piquing.
I’ve almost chewed a split in my bottom lip, and my knee hurts from bobbing so much. I now have to hope that Hoodoo isn’t giving me the space I wanted and is currently looking for me.
Suddenly, the car pulls to a stop. I sit taller, and my breathing seizes as I wait for the car door to open. It does, and before I know it, I’m being yanked out by my arms. It’s hard to keep my balance because I can’t see, so I am wonky as I move.
“Where am I?” I ask the courier.
“Shut up! Walk, don’t talk,” he replies, shoving me forward, and I trip but keep upright.
Instinctively, I gnaw on my bottom lip as he ushers me to wherever we are going. The ground crunches like pebbles beneath my feet. I hear a rickety door being opened, the hinges squealing with the movement, and him pushing me through. My feet hit what feels like concrete, the sound more solid than before as he shifts me in farther and then shoves me down to sit on something.
“Your package as requested. Unharmed. I need the rest of the payment before I leave,” the courier states gruffly.
“Thank you for collecting the package. Your services are no longer required,” a familiar voice I can’t place states.
“What the fuck?” the courier snaps, but then my body jerks dramatically at the sound of a single gunshot. I let out a scream, my muscles tensing all over, trying to figure out if I have been hit or not, but then someone falls to the floor, and it hits me—whoever this is, they just shot the courier.
What the fuck is going on?
My breathing comes fast and frantic. The fact this sack is over my head makes my hot breath wash back over my face, and it isn’t helping me at all. “Wh… who are you?” I mutter, my voice breaking a little on execution.
The click-clacking of high heels has me on edge, and my mind instantly shifts to Selene, but that voice was definitelynothers.
I’m so confused.
Suddenly, the sack is pulled from my head, the bright light in the room shining in my eyes as a silhouette stands before me. I have to blink a few times to try and clear my eyes.
“Hello, Maxine,” she chimes.
I shake my head, focusing harder, blinking the blinding light away.
Someone grabs the light and pulls it out of my eyesight, my eyes finally come into focus, and I gasp as none other than the Baroness stands before me. “Wh-what are you doing here?” I stutter.
She glances over her shoulder, and I spot Selene and Trap standing by the spotlight, a bright smile on their faces.
The Baroness shrugs. “I go where I am needed. That little tip to the FBI about Charlotte and Hoodoo… who do you think that came from?”
My head jerks back. “Why? Why would you do that?”
She chuckles menacingly. “Because I rule the South, and I need your friends at NOLA Defiance to remember who the queen is. I made damn sure I was there when the raid took place so I could call Crawford and his men off. Why?So Hurricane will owe me. It’s a circle. Just like Selene and Trap asked me to bringyouin, so nowtheyowe me a favor as well. It’s unfortunate what’s going to happen to you tonight, Maxine. But sometimes, sacrifices must be made for the greater good.”
