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is, I’ll be shooting first and asking questions later, that’s for damn sure.
    â€œYou ready?” I ask him.
    He nods and gets on his bike. I do the same. I lead the way to our first stop, to a man who I know for a fact sees everything that goes on in this city. If you sneeze, he hears about it.
    And I need all the information I can get my hands on.

SEVEN

    Faye
    â€œS O tell me,” I say, tilting my head and studying him. “Did you get all those men to take me down because you knew I’d kick your ass one-on-one?”
    â€œYou never shut the fuck up, do you?” he snarls, dark ominous eyes filled with hate pinned on me. “How does Sin fucking put up with you? You must be really good at sucking dick.”
    So he knows Dex. Just who is this man?
    â€œI am,” I agree, trying to get out of the binds at my wrists. “One of my many qualities.”
    I have to wonder why I’m here.
    What does he want—to use me as leverage of some kind? He has to know that Sin won’t let him live after this, no matter what he barters with to hand me over. He’s clearly an idiot.
    â€œWhat’s your plan? Stop being stupid. We’re both adults here. Why don’t you just tell me who you are and what you want?”
    My concern is that I’ve been here several hours and he hasn’t contacted the MC. Wouldn’t he do that if he was using me as a hostage? To demand whatever he wants from them? This doesn’t bode well for me. However, I’m not one to concede defeat. There’s a way out of this, and I’m going to find it. These assholes kidnapped the wrong woman.
    Were the men who helped bring me here from an MC? They must be, right? Their faces were covered, so I never got to see them. I’ll find out who they are though, just wait and see. The only man I’ve gotten a good look at is the one standing in front of me, and he seems to be the leader. But I have no idea who he is.
    He grins, a little too evilly for my liking, and says, “What I want is the Wind Dragons to leave me the fuck alone. Everyone thinks they’re so smart, but they’re all fucking stupid.”
    My eyes widen. “Are you with the Wild Men or the Kings of Hell? People are just changing MCs like they’re changing their underwear, aren’t they?”
    Could the man in front of me be Talon’s traitor?
    He slams his hand down on the table he’s sitting at, making me jump. “We’re going to use you as bait. When Sin and the rest of those fucks come here, we’re going to kill you. In front of them. No one fucks with the Kings.”
    I can’t help it; I roll my eyes.
    This guy is so fucking dumb, and he clearly just likes the sound of his own voice. At least I’m funny—this guy is just a douche. I feel like I should pretend to be worried, so he thinks his ingenious plan won’t be thwarted by the real heroes in this little story—the Wind Dragon men. It would probably be smart, but the pride in me won’t let me keep my big mouth shut.
    I’m a fighter.
    â€œAre you sure you want to kill me?” I ask, keeping my tone even. “It would be a shame to obliterate such beauty. Looks like mine don’t come along every day.”
    â€œI’m totally okay with that,” he replies, standing up and approaching me with a bottle of water. “Have a sip. Need to keep you alive until our plan plays out.”
    He brings the bottle to my lips and I open my mouth. He pours a mouthful in, then takes it away. I want more, but I don’t ask. I know he won’t give it to me, and he’ll enjoy that fact. I can manage for now. It hasn’t been long, and I’m not dying of thirst, although by tomorrow I probably will be. My captor exits the warehouse, and I’m left alone with my thoughts. My wrists are now raw from trying to get out of the binds, and they’re stinging something fierce.
    Well,