My eyes narrowed. What in the fuck did that mean?
“Lily got fed up of being inside the Devil’s and took matters into her own hands,” Waverley spoke up. She got to her feet too. “That’s what happened, isn’t it?” she looked at Mace.
He turned his eyes to her. “Yeah,” he sighed. “Danica was pissed about it too. She wanted you on her side, what Kristy did derailed everything.”
Waverley scoffed and folded her arms over her chest. “Yeah well, you heard how that conversation went. Mommy really wasn’t going to endear me to her after she slapped me.”
“She hit you?” War turned dark, angry eyes to his sister. “She fuckinghityou?”
Waverley waved a hand at him as though it wasn’t that big of a deal. “Then she fed me a line of bullshit she thought I’d believe because usgirlshave to stick together. She totally underestimates me and how I will never, ever betray the Devil’s Chaos.”
I wanted to kiss her, right there and then. She’d been through so much, suffered at the hands of her own mother, been terrified she was going to be gang raped and murdered and yet here she was, standing up for us. She was hugely different from the woman we picked up a month ago.
“I don’t know anything about that,” Mace said.
“Yeah you do,” Waverley shrugged. “Danica might not have noticed, but I did. I know you heard every word she said to me.”
He didn’t so much as flinch but it was obvious Waverley was right.
“So all that crap she fed me yesterday, had to be for a reason. Why does she want me to believe dad killed her sister? And that he was coming for her next?”
War and I exchanged a glance. Clearly we should have spoken to Waverley before we startedthisconversation.
“To turn you against him.”
I stayed my tongue because Mace was responding.
“I don’t believe a word she said.”
“Good.”
“Mace, I’m doing everything I can to protect you. If you think holding these two off is easy, you’re wrong. I owe you, a lot. I won’t forget that but at some point, we are going to have to tell my dad what happened, and he won’t go as easy. If you think Ballistic is bad, King Curtis can be a lot worse when his family is threatened. He won’t care you got me out. He won’t thank you. But if you’re reasonable, he’ll listen. If you tell the truth, he will consider your future and whether you actually have one.”
After a long moment of silence, Mace’s lip twitched slightly. “Shereallyunderestimated you, didn’t she?” he asked.
“Damn fucking right she did,” Waverley told him. “Now what the fuck does she want from us?”
“I want guarantees my men will be let go.”
“After the shit they’ve said?” her eyes widened.
“The ones who sent those messages aren’t the ones you have taken. Those assholes knew what was coming and made sure they weren’t around. They fucked over the rest of them.”
That actually made sense. We’d picked up a lot of those guys incredibly easily. It was only the assholes at Mad Hog’s warehouse that really fought back. Men who sided with Nytro. But there was no way in hell we would be guaranteeing anything when it came to the Kingsmen. Not until we knew what we were really dealing with.
She nodded but Mace’s eyes went to War. Wave’s word meant little. War glanced at me, then his sister before his face hardened again.
“No guarantees,” he started. Wave tried to interrupt but he held his hand up to quieten her. “But I will request that King gives you a chance and doesn’t just blow your head off as soon as he sees you.”
Waverley was scowling at her brother, but Mace got it. It was the best he was going to get.
Chapter Fourteen
My hands were clasped between my knees, the bench beneath my ass was cold but I didn’t move. I stared up at the house before me. War was on the phone to King, finally letting him know I was safe and that we had captured Mace. Hudson was moving Mace, securing him in one of the upstairs bedrooms so he couldn’t escape. Ironic how the tables were turned.
Oddly enough, Mace had clammed up after that, said he wasn’t about to repeat himself if he was going to tell us anything, he’d do it in the presence of our President. I couldn’t tell if War was pissed or pleased at the statement. Mace wasn’t letting them intimidate him.
I was confident enough that Warren would speak to dad like he said he would, convince him to give Mace a chance, I had no way of knowing dad’s reaction though. He may refuse and just kill Mace anyway. Part of me rejected that idea, not just because it was what I wanted, to keep Mace safe, more because I knew my dad didn’t like knee jerk reactions.
