had to be destroyed. I wouldn’t stop until Resnikov was found and anyone else associated with the crimes against young women in Nevada were brought to justice. Our justice.
Fuckin’ Russians were really starting to make my life hell. I was through finding horror scenes like the one we stumbled upon in that warehouse. Bringing my club into this bullshit was a mistake. Targeting ol’ ladies and their families? Fuckin’ asking for their souls to be reaped.
There would be no mercy. Not when I found them.
A sneer left my lips, and I began to pace, wearing a pattern in the carpet of my office while Trish slept. She’d been up most of the night. Worn out, devastated, and completely heartbroken.
There were two things I knew for certain. One, no one was fucking with my club. And two, Tricia Holloway was mine. Putting her on any kind of hitlist was pure suicide.
If I had to burn down every building the Scorpions were in to find justice, I was going to do it.
Fuck those assholes.
At church the next day, I leaned forward, staring into the face of all my brothers. “We’re gonna let that video of Voltoy leak out.”
A few snickers could be heard around the table. We’d tortured that sick murdering rapist and had it all on video. Quite the announcement for those who wanted to come after us.
Rael slapped a palm down on the table. “Fuck yeah. If that doesn’t draw out Resnikov and the Scorpions, I don’t know what will.”
“Shit is about to go down. Get your women inside the Crossroads. We’re going on lockdown. No one leaves alone and I need to know where everyone is at every single goddamn moment. If I’m not available, make sure you check in with Mammoth.”
“I don’t doubt this will kick up a fuckin’ hornets’ nest.” Hannibal shook his head with mirth. “Finally. This is gonna be fun.”
“Baiting the enemy. Smart.” I looked up as Papa entered the chapel. “What? Think you fuckers get to have all the fun?”
Bodie and Lucky snickered.
It was showtime.
The devil always enjoyed his souls that were reaped most of all and we were long overdue.
As his chosen, we had a compromise with death. While in our normal human forms, we were just as vulnerable as our enemy, but once we transformed into our Reapers everything changed. Those demons were badass, and they were indestructible. Death was our obedient servant and we willingly provided prey.
This was what we did best.
Our job was to dispatch souls and hand them over for eternal punishment. To consign them to dust and fragments of their soul to be judged, condemned, and sentenced by the greatest jury ever conceived – the devil’s court.
Church was dismissed and I waited eagerly for our enemies to surface.
Trish was fuckin’ gone again. I couldn’t believe it. As soon as I returned to the room, I found a note. She snuck out before anyone had a chance to check on her and was going to visit her aunt. In the middle of a fuckin’ war between us, the Russians, and Scorpions. I wanted to roar my rage to the sky.
What in the fuck was the matter with my woman?
Did she think she was invincible? Because she had seen enough death and shit to know that wasn’t fuckin’ true. I grabbed my keys and went in search of Rael.
Banging on his door, I didn’t bat an eye when he opened it naked as the day he was born.
“What! I’m trying to fuck Nylah.” He blinked. “Oh hey, pres. What’s up?”
Pinching the bridge of my nose, I sighed. “Cover your dick. I need you. Sink into your ol’ lady’s pussy later.”
Grumbling under my breath, I stalked my way down the hall and outside. I swear. Shit never got old or failed to shock me around the Crossroads. Always something happening.
My focus returned to Trish.
The sun was setting, and she was out there alone. My Reaper reacted immediately, and I let him rise, knowing this was about to get fuckin’ crazy. How many times did I have to show up and save her from the fucking world? I was tired of needing to keep her safe. Why couldn’t shit just calm the fuck down?
My mind wandered as I thought of the stop I made in the bathroom before I left. A pregnancy test was in the trashcan. I never even took a piss because I was so surprised.
Did that belong to Trish? Did she miss a period? Was she expecting my kid?
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