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“I know, Finn, but I can’t spend the rest of my life on the run. One is never truly free when you have to spend every waking moment of every day terrified and constantly staring over your shoulder.”
I wanted to shake her, argue until I was blue in the face, but there wasn’t time for it. “We’ll talk about this later. We have bigger problems on our hands at the moment.”
“Yes, dear nephew,” my uncle agreed. “We do.”
Ginger took a step back then and eyed nervously, but curiously between us. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Well, baby,” I started, blowing out a painfully hard breath. “I fucked up. There’s no other sophisticated way for me to put it.”
“What do you mean?” she asked me.
“It’s a lot to explain and I promise to give you the full story as soon as I can. All I can tell you right now is that Damien has Cindy, the woman who helped us, help you escape. And to make matters worse, Jace went fucking ape shit and attacked Damien. He’s locked up tight in an underground wine cellar on his grandparents’ old estate. Cindy’s there too. She’s chained up in the basement.”
Ginger slapped her hands over her mouth, her bright blues wide in utter terror. Unc released a deep chuckle and shook his head like he’d foreseen the shit with Jace coming from over a hundred miles away.
Okay… I guess I’d admit that I saw it coming, too. I just wished he’d elected a better time to let his darkness take over. Now I was on my own again, and I hadn’t a fucking clue if there was anything I could do about it.
“My fucking God,” the love of my life squealed. “Is Jace okay?”
“For now, yes. But for how long? That, I can’t answer.”
“And what about Cindy?” asked Uncle Xavier. “Did she talk?”
I shook my head. “No. Damien never gave her the chance.”
“Is she still alive?”
“Yes, she is.” My guts twisted as I prepared myself to speak the sorrowful thoughts that’d been nagging me the whole drive here. “And that’s precisely the problem.”
“Wh-what do you mean?” my beloved asked with a shaky breath.
“What he means,” Unc kindly interjected, “is that Cindy has valuable information that connects not only Jace, but us Ravagers to the crime scene. If she talks, Jace and Griffin will die, and then war will be knocking on our doorstep a lot sooner than we expected.”
Ginger swallowed, and the saddest frown I’d ever seen her make tarnished her gorgeous face. “She has to die, doesn’t she? She has to die before Damien breaks her.”
“Yes, my love,” I replied, detesting how she hadn’t been back in the Valley an hour and there were already tears streaming down her cheeks.
Unc’s solemn gaze met mine. “Can you get it done?”
“It’ll be difficult,” I forewarned. “This shit with Jace complicates things. And given what’s going down tonight, access to Cindy will be imposingly safeguarded. Damien bludgeoned her damn near to death after Jace attacked him, so, there is a possibility she could succumb overnight from her injuries alone. It’s a gamble, though. This whole thing is.”
“Finn’s right,” Ginger agreed as she wiped under her swollen eyes, slightly smudging her eyeliner. “Even if she doesn’t die from her injuries, there’s the other Outlaws we have to consider. There’s no guarantee Finn can get past them, especially if Damien gives the order to not let anyone near her.”
“Then you need to go, Griffin,” Unc told me. “Go back to the estate and investigate. Blend in and show Damien you’re a team player. Devise a plan and go from there. Just get it done, and soon.”
He poured himself another glass and chugged it down before giving Ginger and I a little farewell salute.
“Have fun, kids. Clean up after yourselves.”
I watched him take his leave, my sigh silenced as Ginger’s lips crashed roughly against mine, catching me off guard. Her hand fisted my shirt as I stumbled back, and she pulled me closer to her, making a feathery moan slip past my lips as she grabbed my dick through my pants and pumped it up and down.
“Don’t say anything,” she whispered against my mouth, rubbing me faster. “Just take these off.”
I did as she commanded and unbuckled my belt as I took a quick peek at the door and found it shut. Ginger dropped to her knees and eagerly helped yank my bottoms down. She wasted no time grabbing ahold of my girth and sucked it deep into her mouth.
My hands tangled in her red locks, my head tipping back with a feral groan as I thrust into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She moaned around my cock, the sexy sound only making me more hungry to taste her drenched pussy.
“Up,” I commanded, sliding out of her mouth. “Pool table. Now.”
