Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“He’s scared,” Caius offers with a small shrug. “Arrogantly putting everything out in the open is his natural way of doing things. For him to hide means he knows he’s about to go down.”
Everyone is tense and serious as we sit around the conference table. Even Dragon and Bizzy are focused. We all want to get this over with. I hate how long it takes to get justice, even the lawless vigilante kind.
Nova starts to squirm, which means she’s getting hungry. Caius passes her to me and I efficiently pop her onto the boob. Anytime I nurse in front of these men, Gibson never fails to turn red as a tomato and refuses to make eye contact. It’s kind of funny that it embarrasses him.
“Okay,” Bermuda says, sitting up straight and rubbing his palms together. “It’s ready. Question is, are we ready to push the button? There’s no withdrawing it once it starts.”
Koyn glances my way. “Your call, Romy.”
I look down at my little girl, relieved that she’ll never know the hell me and Caius went through as kids through adulthood. Even Kaitlyn and LuLu have known horrific things no kid should go through. Nova will be safe and have a normal life. We’re doing this for her and all the other kids who might become victims one day if we don’t.
“Do it. Burn it all to the ground.”
Bermuda clicks on his keyboard and then leans back in his seat. “It’s done. I’ve created a crawler virus that will interrupt broadcasting and force the video out. It’ll then start posting to thousands of dummy accounts across the web so when VEIL cuts the feed, people can run to the internet to see the rest.” He claps his hands together, making Nova jolt in surprise. “Who’s hungry for burgers? I’m about to get dinner started.”
He leaves us thinking about his fantastic cooking and what kind of damage our operation is about to do.
Last week, we created a compilation video where we laid it all out on the table. Our identities were hidden via a blur and voice changing software, but our stories were the cold, hard truth. The more I talk about my experiences and what happened to me, the easier it gets. Knowing I might save someone else by exposing the monsters was gratifying.
The video has my story, Caius’s, LuLu’s, Kaitlyn’s through what me and Caius know, Theo’s parts, and even Megan’s. It didn’t take much convincing to get her to do a video call and tell her story.
We dropped names of people and organizations, locations, and horrific details that will turn anyone’s stomach. Nothing was left out. Nothing.
And now it’s in the wild.
Dad and Bastian are most likely freaking out that their network has been hijacked.
“Oh shit,” Theo mutters. “Dad responded.”
“What did he say?” me and Caius demand at once.
Nova pops off my nipple to gaze lovingly at me after hearing her parents speaking at the same time. I grin at her and then help her latch back on.
“He said, ‘What have my sons done to me?’”
Theo, who wears his emotions on his sleeve, frowns sadly at his phone. When he came here, to me and Caius, he chose which side of the family he was going with. The first time, when he betrayed us, he chose wrongly. This time, it’s the right choice, but I can tell it still pains him.
Caius’s expression is cold and distant, but I know him well enough to pick up on tiny cues of his displeasure. The small crease in his forehead, the slight purse of his lips, the tightness in his jaw muscle. I reach over to take his hand, offering my comfort.
Theo and Caius were closer to Orion than I was to Gideon. But he was my father for all intents and purposes, so bringing down the hammer on his world he shares with my brother isn’t easy either.
Eva peeks her head in the conference room, a frown on her face. “Gid is trying to call me. You’re sure he can’t find me?”
Her question is for Koyn, who worked some tech magic on her phone.
“Nothing’s for certain, but you’re safe here,” Koyn assures her. “We just detonated the bomb.”
Even though Eva knows all about our plans, she’s still shocked into silence that it’s finally been done.
“It’s going to get messy before we can clean it up,” I say softly. “Maybe you should turn off your phone and go see if Bermuda needs help in the kitchen. Might take your mind off things.”
She flashes me a grateful smile that widens when she sees her granddaughter. “That’s a lovely idea, hon.”
Once she’s gone, Koyn cracks his neck. “I just checked and social media is already blowing up. It’s all over Twitter.”
“X, old man. It’s X now.” Nees grins at his uncle, earning a middle finger in return.