“You’re the one who claims I like the crazies,” I pointed out.
“I don’t think she’s crazy,” he replied. A particularly sharp scream had us both focusing back on the gruesome sight in front of us for a few moments before going back to our conversation.
“She drugged a guy, called a man she hardly knows, and basically asked us to help kill him.”
Kilo shook his head. “That counts as sane.”
“You think?” I asked with a grin.
He nodded. “Definitely. I don’t think she’d go through with the killing if it wasn’t for us. She didn’t call you on a whim. She has good instincts.”
He was right about that. I’d seen her face as they’d walked her out of the room. She was full of doubt and indecision. I wasn’t. This piece of shit wasn’t going to be breathing much longer. If we left him alive Rue would be the one who ended up in a body bag. Fuck that.
“Saying that Rue is crazy for defending herself would be like saying Mercy was crazy for running for so long. They both were just doing what they had to for survival.”
I glanced over at him. “What’s your damn point, Kilo?”
A slow, slightly maniacal, grin spread over his face. “Youlikeher.”
The first time he’d said it had been mostly monotone. It wasn’t this time. He was starting to realize what I was trying to remain in denial about. Rue was different. She awakened this piece of me that I hadn’t even realized I had. I wanted to protect her. To keep her safe. To…keep…her. Keep. Fuck me, I was screwed.
“Relay,” I barked, my irritation with Kilo making me sharper than I meant to be. “Enough.”
He looked over at me with his own frustration showing on his face. “He hasn’t given us much. Just a couple fucking names.”
“It’s enough,” I said. “Finish it.”
As much as I wanted to drain the life out of Rhino for going after Rue twice, I knew Relay would pitch a fucking fit if he didn’t get to off the guy. I was killing two birds with one stone letting him do the deed and keeping Kilo from giving me more shit. Well, three birds because Rhino was one of them.
We watched emotionlessly as Relay stuck a large knife right where Rhino’s liver would be. A slow, painful way to die, but I didn’t mind waiting. A quick death was too good for this asshole. Especially if he was responsible for half the amount of deaths that Rue suspected he was. We’d find out soon enough.
“Get Bolo and Merc to help you dump the body,” I told him as I left the room. The light was already fading from Rhino’s eyes and that was enough for me. No way Relay was letting him out of this room alive. “And make sure you leave enough for the coyotes to eat. They deserve a snack every once in a while.”
It wasn’t nearly as much fun for Relay to carve up a corpse but I wouldn’t put anything past him at this point.
“You planning to comfort her tonight?”
Turning my head, I stopped and scowled at Kilo. “What?”
“Hey, she can’t find her brother, got attacked, watched a torture, and is now being plied with enough alcohol to drown a moose. She probably shouldn’t go home and be alone.” He blinked innocently at me as I stared at him.
“What the fuckisthis? You playing matchmaker?”
“Why would I do that?” he asked. “Besides,youbrought her here. You’re obligated to help the poor girl out.”
I was and I planned to. I just didn’t like the tone he was taking with all of this. Like he wasn’t implying something other than being a decent fucking guy. Like he wasn’t about to say something more. But then he did.
“Orgasms usually help to calm chicks down,” he said, lips twitching.
“Oh, fuck off,” I muttered, and started walking back toward the front area of the club. “Who the fuck takes advantage of the situation like that?”
“You,” he replied with a shrug. “Under normal circumstances.”
I chuckled and shook my head. “You have a high opinion of me, bro, if you seriously think I’d do that.”
“Fine, maybe not in this exact situation, but remember Sheryl?”
I frowned, searching my memory. “No.”
