Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
“We just did what we were told to do,” Sin says, hands still raised.
“Which was?” Adam demands, walking Missy over to a chair and placing her in it. He unscrews the bottle of water and practically waterboards the poor girl, holding it to her trembling lips.
“You gave me and Ryat the address to the motel Kashton was staying at. She was there.”
Adam crouches down in front of her in the chair and places his hands on her dirty, tear-streaked face, holding her hair back in the process. “Why were you in the motel?”
She sniffs. “To get his phone.”
“Whose phone?” Adam demands.
“This one?” Ryat pulls one from his pocket. “She had it on her when we entered the room.”
Missy rubs the tears from her face, taking a deep breath. “I thought it was odd that Everett was at the bar that night. I wasn’t aware she had a job. When she left, I texted you that she was there. I watched her enter the motel room. A guy arrived not much later. I called you when she left the motel to make sure it was cleaned up, and you confirmed that she didn’t have a job, but that you would get the room cleaned. I didn’t hear from you until a few days later. You said the room had been cleaned, the body disposed of, but the guy didn’t have his phone on him…”
“I didn’t take it,” I tell her. I always leave the phones behind. You never know who might be tracking them. Adam has their bodies disposed of and their cells destroyed after they get what they need off them.
“He didn’t have a phone on him.” Adam shakes his head at her. “We checked. How and where did you find it?”
“Kashton took over the room shortly after. I had to wait for him to leave to get back into it. I had just found it under the bed when two guys showed up,” she whispers, staring at the floor, unable to make eye contact with anyone in the room.
I feel sorry for her. She doesn’t know this life. Not like we do. Sure, she works for Adam, but she runs the bar. She’s not that deep in the trafficking world. She serves people alcohol and listens to them bitch about their pathetic lives.
Adam stands, snatches the phone from Ryat’s hand, and starts to go through it. His eyes meet mine, and I swallow.
“What is it?” Kashton demands.
Adam walks over and hands it to him.
Kashton reads over it and then runs a hand down his unshaven face. “This is why you went to the cathedral?” He looks at me with narrowed eyes.
“Yes.” I lift my chin. I stand by what I did.
“It was a trap,” he barks. “How did you not know that?”
“I knew what I was going to find,” I snap defensively. “I’m not stupid.”
He snorts and I step into him, but Adam grabs my upper arm, pulling me back.
“Don’t touch my fucking wife,” Kashton shouts, bowing up to him.
“Kash.” I place my hands on his chest, pushing him back. “Take a breath. Okay?” My eyes search his and he turns, giving me his back, running his hand through his hair.
There’s a lot to take in. So much is going on, but Adam isn’t going to hurt me. Not here. There are too many Lords to protect me. And honestly, I’m not scared of Adam. In a one-on-one, I think I could take him. He has a dick, and I don’t care what that means to a Lord; it’s their weakness. One hit and he’ll be on his knees.
EIGHTY-FOUR
KASHTON
The phone shakes in my hand.
VI: Don’t kill her. Deliver her to the cathedral. Alive. We’ll use her for bait. Kashton will come running to save her. I’ll leave with him, and she’ll be all yours.
“You read this text?” I turn to ask her, to make sure I’m understanding what the fuck she did.
“Yes.” She nods. “The job felt…off. He made a move, and I killed him. I was going through his phone and saw that there was obviously more involved.”
“So you just decided you’d go. Alone.” My wife is crazy and in deep shit.
Sighing, she looks away from me. “I went to my house, grabbed a few things, and stopped by Barrington to call you. I knew I had to throw you off. I was already late returning to Carnage, and I needed time.”
“To die,” I bite out. “Makes sense.”
“Kash.” She sighs.
“How the fuck did you find Everett before we did?” I interrupt, demanding an answer from Adam. She and I can talk about her choices later when we’re alone. “I called you and informed you she was missing and asked if she had been arrested. We hung up and then you called me back and said no.”
Adam runs a hand through his already disheveled hair. “Saint had called Tyson, informing him that they were on their way to get Everett. They didn’t know what was going on, but she had called you, and it didn’t sound good.”