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Instead of taking the elevator to my room, I climb the stairs two at a time and grab a change of clothes. This entire night is all fucked up. I know what D did is heartbreaking for the guys, but there has to be a reason. Who sent D to kill that girl? We don’t kill women; that’s one of our sacred rules, especially after what happened to me in Ireland. I also need to know what drugs he’s doing because tonight was a side of him I’ve never seen before.
After grabbing leggings, a tank top, and boots, I head to the safe and shrug on my holster. My shoulder hurts like a bitch, and this holster is making me even more uncomfortable. So I removed it and strap on my thigh holsters. I put my knuckle knife in my boot and snatch a Devil’s Incarnate red zip-up jacket from the railing on my way to the game room. Entering the room, it’s completely silent. No one is here.What the fuck!I take the stairs down to the main level and see the front door wide the fuck open.
Stepping outside, I scream in anger. Not only did they leave me, but they stole my fucking Jag with tonight’s winnings in it.I’m going to gut each and every one of those fuckers.I take my phone out of my back pocket and track my car. They are only four minutes ahead of me.
Looking at the bikes, Spade is the only one who leaves his keys in the ignition. If they thought taking my car would stop me from taking one of their bikes, they were sadly mistaken. I’ll blow all of them the fuck up. Putting a finger to my chin,Do I have any gas lying around? Hmm.Petty is my middle name, so I take a knife from my holster and slam it into Dario’s tires.Fuck you dickface.Repeating the same step with Jameson’s bike.Eata fat dick jerkoff. Spade’s bike comes into view, and I grab his helmet, hauling it across the lawn.
I don’t want to smell him right now; otherwise, I won’t want to kick his ass when I catch up to them. Oh, fun fact. I know how to ride a crotch rocket. Which I know is something they aren’t expecting.
Looking at the GPS, they are gaining on me. I need to move my ass, but first, I need to text the twins.
Jade: I know where D is. Track my Jag, and it will take you to him. He’s at a warehouse down in the meatpacking district. These fuckers stole my car and are heading there now. So your petty sister is stealing a bike. Come armed. I’m not sure how heavily guarded that place is.
Ryder: OK, got it. What’s the plan when we get there?
Ryker: Kill them all?
Jade: Chill the fuck out! No one needs to die. They will know we are coming, and they know what we are coming for. We don’t shoot unless we are shot at. The end goal is to get D to safety. That’s it. UNDERSTOOD HELLIONS
Ryder: Roger, That
Ryker: FUN SUCKER!!!
Jade: What’s your ETA? Will you make it before me?
Ryder: We will be there in about ninety minutes.
Ninety minutes. If they are home, they should only be twenty minutes out.
Jade: WTF? Where are you both?
Ryker: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS
Ryder: Whitestone with Kayla
Jade: Interesting. We will talk about why you’re still with my bestie later. I’ll beat you there.
Ryker: You got a big mouth, Ryder!!!
Jade: Wait, ask Kayla for two tranqs. You know damn well if D is conscious, he will not come with us without slaughtering everyone there. We will need to drug his ass.
Ryder: OK, got it. Anything else, Boss lady?
Rolling my eyes, I climb onto Spade’s bike and start it up, sliding my helmet on. I rev the engine. Popping the clutch, off I go into the night. According to the GPS, it’s a straight shot to where they are. They are only seven minutes ahead of me.Ladies and Gents, let’s see what this bike can do.
23
Blood Lust & A Dumb Twat
-Jameson-
My head is fucking pounding. When I see the twat I’m going to skin her and her bitch ass boyfriend, D’mitri. I want nothing more than to choke the bitch on my cock and watch the life drain from her tantalizing green eyes, even though that’s Spade’s kink. Then I would fuck her tight pussy while skinning her. Just the thought of taking my scalpel and removing her skin from the muscle is calming. I can’t remember a time when I was normal. Maybe when my mother was alive, but even then, my father fucked me up by subjecting me to all the killings and torture at such a young age. Even though my first kill was at thirteen years old. It wasn’t the first time I’d watched a man or a woman being tortured.
I remember one night, he forced me to sleep in a puddleof blood on the cold basement floor because I tried to save Spade from being beaten. It wasn’t human blood but pig’s blood, which smells much worse than humans. That copper twang and sweetness is what I smell in certain people’s blood, but pigs’ blood is entirely rotten. I couldn’t get the smell off of me for weeks. It was embedded within my skin.
The guys and I grew up together. My father’s sister is Dario’s uncle’s wife, so technically, we are cousins, and that’s the only reason our families get along. Spades Abuelita’s adopted sister is Dario’s Nona. That’s how we are tied together; otherwise, it would be frowned upon for the Cartel and the Mob to work together, especially as close as we are.
Then we have Amelia’s family—the Bratva. I have no idea how we are connected to her. It’s still a mystery, but I can’t remember when she wasn’t following us everywhere. She grew on us as we got older and became our fourth. We would protect her and die for her. Except for that dreadful night, we watched the light leave her eyes, and that scumbag D’mitri beheaded her. Spade still has nightmares because of it, but Me? I want to skin him alive and send it to the Devil’s Incarnate or his mother. I want him to feel everything that I’m going to do to him, and I want fucking answers. Shaking my head, sighing.
