Just her touch sickened him, but he stared into her cold eyes.
“You think you’re going to get away with this?” he asked, knowing that if he died right now, Shadow or even Boss would make sure this bitch didn’t live to see another day. He wanted that. All that he hoped was that he’d get the chance to see her fall.
She chuckled. “I’ve been getting away with it for as long as I can remember. You think this is my first rodeo, killer? I know what I’ve been doing because I’ve been doing it all my life.” She stepped close, and her lips were pressed against his ear. “If you must know, my first victim was my sister. She was so sweet, so delicate, and by the time they were finished with her, I made sure she was only a shell of her former self. I’ve been with my husband all my life, and we’re two parts of the same whole.” She pulled back. “I’ve been in this game a lot longer than you. I know what I’m doing, and I’m skilled enough to make the right men turn the other way.” She pressed a kiss to his cheek, and he pulled back. This only made her laugh even more. “Your disgust is pathetic. I’ve been doing this for a long time, and I’ve yet to be caught. There are a lot of people who like what we do, and do you really think you’re going to stop them? You couldn’t even figure out who put the hit out on your woman.” She pressed her hands together and smiled. “Some men do like fat women, and I just know she’s going to make us a fortune, and then I’m going to get that little boy to eat out of the palm of my hand.” She ran a hand down her body. “I’ve heard that young boys like a woman who knows what she’s doing.”
Killian was going to gut the bitch, and fuck her up so much that she didn’t even know what the fuck the problem was.
“First though, I think it’s only fair that my boys have a little go at you.” She pouted and stroked his cheek. “I’m sorry about this because you really do have a beautiful face, even if it does have some scars on it. You and I both know that they make us stronger.”
Killian watched her saunter off as three old fuckers stepped forward. Metal covered their fingers, and he smirked. “You really think I’m afraid of you fuckers. It’s a shame that you let a dirty cunt tell you what to do.”
It was a surprise to see Lauren insulted by his words. She was a disgusting human being, and when he got free he was going to make sure that she couldn’t breathe.
The first hit went to his stomach, but he was used to harder punches. He’d taken them as a kid, and growing up. Part of his training to be part of Killer of Kings was proving he could take the torture without giving away vital information. He’d been young, but Boss had been thorough with his methods.
Gritting his teeth, he glared at her, knowing that Boss had a plan. The owner of Killer of Kings always had a plan. All he had to do was wait it out, and hopefully, at the end of it, he was going to be breathing. He had so many plans after all of this. First, he was going to marry June, and take her away from all of this bullshit. He was going to make sure that his son wanted for nothing.
All of this would come to pass. He would make up for the past ten years. He just had to get through this.
****
“What the fuck are you doing here, Shadow, and where’s Killian?”
June looked over Boss’s shoulder, but she didn’t get a clear shot of the man. She was terrified as they were not at the hotel. During the journey in the car, she had gotten the sense that something had gone really wrong. Tension was thick in the air.
Boss had been on the phone, talking so fast that she didn’t have a clue what was being said.
“He went in, and I just got out. It’s the wife,” Shadow said. “The wife put out the hit on Killian’s woman and kid. Also, you’re not going to like this.”
What June heard next was enough to turn her stomach.
“I had no idea,” said another guy with lots of ink and a leather cut on his back.
“You’re telling me this woman you call a fucking mother has been taking girls and exploiting them and you didn’t know? She used them in a sick and twisted fuck game, and you’re saying that you didn’t have a clue what the hell was going on?” Boss asked.
She heard the anger in his voice, and it made her feel cold inside. Boss was clearly a monster, but the way he was talking, he had standards.
“I didn’t know. She never said a fucking thing, and it’s not like she’d turn around and tell me that she got off on seeing girls raped and tortured.” The leather-clad man paced up and down. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“You’ve got one choice to make as far as I’m concerned. She dies, and all the fuckers that are related to it die along with her,” Boss said.
“Boss, the website is fucking huge,” Shadow said. He was on his cell phone. “Maurice said there’s an entire network at play.”
“Then we do what we do best, we bring the kings down. I won’t have that website up any longer than it needs to. You tell Maurice there’s a healthy paycheck if he gets that website down and all the addresses related to that sick shit. Daddy’s going to have a party.” Boss climbed into the car, and then several of the leather-clad men joined them.
June sat in the corner, not knowing what to do. She was afraid, but Boss was staring out of the window. No one spoke for the longest time and then Shadow got in the car.
“We going to get Killian now?” Shadow asked.
“Of course we are.” Boss looked at her. “How do you feel about acting?”
“I can do whatever it takes. If it will help Killian, and anyone else, I’ll do it. What do you need me to do?”
“You don’t need to know the plan in advance. I’ve got a feeling it will be even more authentic if you just react.” Boss stared at the biker who was next to her. “Are you prepared to do what needs to be done, Manic?”
“You’re asking me to kill my mother?” he asked.
“I’m asking you to deal with the poison that is infecting your club. You think this is going to go away, or do you think she’s going to allow you to live much longer? You’ve got to get your head out of the clouds, boy. Don’t forget that women can be just as vicious as us.”