His eyes snapped back to Treycore. “That said, if that bitch hunts you down and smells me, then I’m the one who’s fucked. Word’ll get out that I’m still alive and posing with a bunch of mortals, and I think you can imagine how thrilled the Almighty will be. You know how He feels about deserters.”
“Dude, Ineedyour help.”
“And I wouldliketo stay alive” Lero said. “I don’t know what fucked up shit you’re in with the Raze, but I’d recommend you just leave it.”
“I can’t. Dedrus and Kinzer are in trouble. I have to help them.”
Kid thought Treycore should just tell Lero about the Antichrist, but he figured he had a good reason for keeping that to himself.
Lero’s eyes shifted back to Kid. “Well, Treycore, as you know, I’m a businessman. I might be willing to make an arrangement…negotiate.”
He licked his lips.
“Negotiate?” Treycore asked. “What do you mean? I don’t have anything. I have some cash back at our place, but…”
“Oh, I’m not talking about money.”
The crotch in his pants protruded forward.
Damn, Kid thought.He might be as big as Treycore.
“Give me a little time with that foul-smelling kid, and I’ll take you wherever the fuck you want to go.”
What kind of fucked up fetish does this guy have?Kid thought, wrapping his hands around his elbows, as if trying to defend his body from Lero’s gaze.
“That’s not happening,” Treycore said.
“Then enjoy your stay in Lima.”
“I’ll do it,” Kid said.
He knew what he had to do. His mind flashed back to his nightmare.
He was back at Jerry’s. He was trapped behind that chain-link fencing. He was trapped under clients…under Daddy. He’d hoped that he’d ridden himself of that sort of life. But he knew the only way he could help the person who’d freed him from all that pain was by temporarily returning to it.
“Fuck no!” Treycore said. “No, he won’t.”
“Yes, I will,” he insisted.
Red rushed across Treycore’s white flesh. His dimples sharpened. His eyebrows came together. “Kid, stay out of this!” he barked.
Kid ignored him. “I’ll do whatever you need me to.” He stepped into the living area, dropping his arms to his side as he surrendered to Lero.
Lero’s lips curled into a smile.
“No,” Treycore snapped. He grabbed Kid’s shoulder and pulled him into the bedroom. “Kid,” he hissed. “You’re not a fucking whore.”
“Yes,” Kid said matter-of-factly. “I am.”
It hurt Kid to say it, but it was true.
Treycore’s face softened. He looked at Kid, as if pulling from his pupils the painful memories of his past. Kid let his immortal gaze pierce into his soul, hoping it would reveal his shameful, humiliating past so Treycore could understand.
“Kinzer saved my life,” Kid said. “He’s done more for me than I can ever repay him for.”
Treycore’s gaze wandered.
“I don’t care if his immortal cock kills me,” Kid continued. “This is what I know. This is what I’m good at. This is something that I can do to help.”
