The Butcher of the Bay Part II - J. Bree Page 0,11

and bleed for the Demons, dickhead. I'm here because the Butcher was about to get his fucking head blown off and I knew there was a sweet blonde waiting for him back home. I don't know much about heaven and hell but I know when my soul is in danger of permanent damage and hurting that angel ain't what I'm about."

Okay.

So this biker is okay too, I guess.

Okay enough that I won’t kill him tonight and unless he stabs me in the back I’ll look the other fucking way.

"Right, enough bullshitting around. Odie's in fucking danger and I'm done with this pow wow. We're getting Roxas and we're leaving, whatever the fucking cost." I snap, and Harbin nods, pulling a gun out and peering around the corner.

Colt rubs the back of his head and then gives me a look. "Wanna kill two birds with one stone, Butcher? I have a proposition for you."

I move away from him. "I don't have fucking time for this shit, get gone Colt. Before you get dead."

He grabs my arm again and I think about choking the fucker out.

“The Jackal fucked you over, right? Took the angel you protect and is probably trying to hurt her. Well, let me help you fuck him over. Tell me where the Jackal keeps his drugs. Tell me where they’re stored and I'll take the Demons there right now, hit him while he's busy with the Wolf and force him into a face-off with the Demons. That way, this fight is his problem and not yours, and it gets him moving fucking fast. I can have the Demons moving in ten minutes."

Fuck me.

Fuck me, that’s a great plan.

I raise an eyebrow at Harbin, I respect his opinion just enough to get it now but he’s nodding. Hmm. The answer was a little too quick but I’ll question him about it later, once Odie’s safe.

It feels fucking amazing to hand over every tiny detail of the Jackal's inner business, every little piece of information the Demons need to clean out his warehouse and take out half his fucking business in a single night. Clearly Harbin can read it on me too because the death in his eyes eases up enough to grin at me.

Colt is gone the moment I’m done spilling every secret D’Ardo had ever given me about his business, some of them things I’ve worked out for myself and some of them things he hasn’t told anyone else.

I feel fucking lighter.

It’s like the final act of washing him outta my head, and only his death is left to get him outta my life too. Harbin peers out at the Demons, his cut noticeably missing but I guess he’s trying to blend in a little.

“You’re fine with them having a great night full of someone else’s drugs and money?”

He shrugs. “I’m playing the long game. The Boar is going to be fucking pissed but that’s never fucking stopped me before.”

True.

Fucking true.

The motorcycles start up around us. Colt is true to his word, the entire group of bikers are moving out less than ten minutes later, Roxas and the other Unseen sitting there by themselves tied to a fucking bench.

"What the fuck happened to our plan? I'm ready to bathe in Demon blood here!" He yells out the second he sees us walking up.

Harbin cuts him a look. "Bigger shit man, more urgent."

"What the fuck is more urgent than Demons in our fucking city? I took a fucking hit to the dick for this plan, I don't really wanna let that slide, man."

Harbin scoffs. "Yeah, I'm sure you don't. Odie is gone. Illi will square it with us later, get moving.”

My phone starts buzzing in my pocket and I stalk away from them, right as the other Unseen start arguing. I’ll gut them if I stick around and, again, time is of the fucking essence tonight.

I blow out a breath when I see it’s Lips. "What do you have for me, kid?"

“I found her. I found who bought her, one of the Vulture’s old contacts. I’m heading back to the group home to grab my supplies, come get me.”

I tip my head back and thank every fucking god, deity, spirit, star sign, and fucking moon I can think of for this kid.

“I’m naming my firstborn after you, kid. Fuck. I’m on my way. How did you get the intel?”

She chuckles and I hear her panting a little as she jogs. Must be killing her leg, more reason to fucking love