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TWENTY-SIX
Oakley
“Ijust texted Jett, letting him know that we have some news about the fire and that he should bring Catalina home,” Fynn informs me as he walks into my room.
I'm logging into the company with the video feed when he does, and I stop what I'm doing as soon as he says, “Bring Catalina home.” Thinking about this makes my dick hard. I'm not sure what our fathers, hers specifically, thought when they made this decision. Mr. Scott has got to know that we will defile his little girl on a daily basis. After all, he was a Lord of Sin once himself.
“Has he said anything about how our girl took that news?” I smirk, continuing with what I was doing.
“No, just said that they would be home shortly, that they were leaving. That was almost forty-five minutes ago, though.”
I glance up to see my friend frown, “Well, text him again...” I'm cut off by the footsteps in the hall outside my room.
Jett's signature knock sounds on my door before it opens, and the third Lord walks in carrying our future Lady. She's sound asleep as he walks over and lays her down in the middle of my bed. Raising a brow at him in question, he shrugs and drops into the chair beside me.
“What did you do, drug her?” I ask, still waiting for an explanation.
His smirk is knowing, “Nah, just gave her a good fucking in a storage room at the hospital, is all.”
“That's all?” Fynn grins.
“Well, the fucking came after the twenty spankings,” he states smugly, “Our saintly little slut called us her guard dogs, so I had to show her the error of her ways.”
I chuckle and glance over at my little Kitty Cat, wanting nothing more than to fuck her myself, but we have bigger problems right now. Turning back to the matter at hand, I type in the password to the camera feed, and suddenly, it pops up.
“We're in!” I say.
“What exactly are we in?” Jett asks.
“The Fire Chief told us what bottle was thrown to start the fire, and that only one store in town has it. So, we paid Mr. Tomlin a little visit, and after a little bit of persuasion, he gave us the list of transactions on this product, along with the code to his camera feed.” I tell him as I sit back and grin. I'm pretty proud of us for getting this far so soon.
“So, any names on the list pop out?” Jett questions looking at Fynn as he scans the two pages.
“Nothing with the credit cards, but most paid with cash, so I'm guessing we’ll be watching a lot of camera feed,” Fynn sighs.
“Hey, no biggie,” I say, “I'm sure if all three of us each take two months' worth of footage, we can knock it out in no time.”
“That's like seven hundred, twenty hours of footage!” Jett exclaims, and I just gawk at him for knowing that right off the top of his head.
“Yeah, well, we really don't have much of a choice, do we?” I scoff.
It's almost midnight, and so far, we’ve encountered three students who go to Helshire and bought this chocolate-raspberry syrup from this store. All of them are women, though. That's not to say we ignore them because we know that at least two people are working together. One of them can very well be a female.
I'm only about a quarter of the way through the feed when I notice movement over by my bed. Fynn and Jett returned to their rooms to watch their part of the footage, leaving my Kitty Cat with me. The three of us have decided that while she is here, Catalina will stay with each of us, rotating each night, so we can all have her to ourselves. She probably won't like that idea too much, but she doesn't get a choice.
She settles down, and I go back to watching the video footage, only to be startled two minutes later when a scream pierces through my room. Catalina sits straight up in my bed, her chest heaving up and down. I notice sweat glistening from her forehead, so I get up and go to her side.
“Bad dream?” I ask as I sit on the edge of the bed.
Surprising me, she throws her arms around my neck and literally crawls onto my lap, “Hey,” I say softly, “It was just a dream...”
“It felt so real!” my Kitty Cat pants.
“It's okay. You're safe here, Kitty Cat. We won't let anyone hurt you.”
She pulls back and gazes into my eyes, “What if they throw another fire bomb? Maybe I shouldn't be here; I wouldn't want your Frat House to burn down because of me.”
I push some hair back behind her ear, “I think we’re safe for tonight, and tomorrow my dad has a security company coming to put in a new alarm system.”
