“Any news about Matteo?” I ask, instantly, annoying my brother.
“No, Butch is still searching.”
Matteo works for us, or I guess he used to. He sold the parts our retrieval team took out of our stolen vehicles. Temptation is a bitch, so we have a rule that we cannot be owed more than ten-thousand before turning it in. Matteo was the exception, because we trusted him immensely. Now he owes us fifty-thousand dollars, and is on the run. Butch, our locator, has been looking for him for over a week. It’s only a matter of time before he’s found, and when he is, Matteo will regret his choices. Stealing from us is a bad fucking idea. I’m sure there’s a sob story that led him to run off with our cash, but it won’t matter. Unless he givesus the fifty grand, plus significant interest he owes us, his days are numbered.
“The bigger issue is the fucking girl.”
Killian has a fucking hard-on for her hobbies. I know it could potentially be a problem, but because we are capable of getting rid of her trash, I don’t think it’s as big of a deal as he does.
Because of our line of work, my brother tends to overthink shit. Nobody has ever come questioning how we make our money. Obviously, we shouldn’t just leave the dead bodies where she puts them, but I don’t think we need to freak out either. The truth is, he just wants to hurt her. Sure, I want to fuck her, but Killian wants to cause her pain.
“We could take her,” I say nonchalantly as Killian raises his eyebrow.
“And do what?”
Rolling my eyes, I laugh, because I think it’s pretty obvious what we’d do with her.
He shakes his head in disagreement.
“I want to fucking get rid of her, not bring her into the mix,” he growls at me as he tosses his empty beer bottle into the trash.
Rising off the sofa, he runs a hand through his hair, with a pissed off expression on his face that lately seems to be his go to look.
“I mean it. I don’t care how many people she kills, but I want her away from our property. There are plenty of hot women for you to fuck, Knox. You don’t need this one.”
“Where are you going?” I yell after him as he storms off.
He doesn’t respond, but he doesn’t have to. We both know he’s going to look at the cameras he installed, so he can watch her. Carter and I are to believe that he wants to be aware of what she’s doing, to protect us from whatever trouble she may bring. I know Killian better than he knows himself. He wants her, but I’m not sure he’ll ever admit it, even to himself. My brotheris a stubborn bastard, and set in his ways. Once he decides something, Killian is unlikely to change his mind about it.
Reaching over to the small refrigerator, I grab another beer after tossing my empty in the trash. I twist off the cap and take a swallow before opening up the camera app on my phone. I scan through the six different feeds and spot her talking to a dead guy at her feet.
Fucking exquisite.
I’m not sure what she’s saying to him since there’s no sound on this one, but she looks gorgeous.
And pissed.
Killian installed cameras in the forest when bodies first started appearing on our property. We tracked her coming from the church on the other side of the highway, hidden behind several dozen trees. There’s no driveway or electricity. We all agreed that whoever was living there had things to hide, but a knockout killer blonde was a definite surprise.
She squats down over him and pushes a cross upside down into his chest. This girl isn’t just angry, but clearly trying to send a message. Is this about religion, or did they harm her? I don’t even know what denomination they are since there’s no sign. Just a simple white cross hangs in front of the door, so I’m guessing it’s some type of Christianity. I am curious to find out what they did to earn such brutality from this pretty little thing. Surely she doesn’t have this much of an axe to grind with God himself.
She rights herself, turning back towards the camera and begins talking, as if she’s having a conversation with someone. Could it be Carter? If so, that could be why the person doesn’t move closer into the frame. He’d be unlikely to get within touching distance.
She stands with her hands on her hips with a disgusted expression on her face. I watch her as she turns away fromwhoever she was yelling at. My eyes take in the back of her body as she moves through the trees, and my dick is instantly hard.
Hello, pretty little obsession. You’re going to look so fucking perfect riding my cock.
CHAPTER FOUR
CARTER
The air is crisp and cool as the wind blows through my hair. My feet pound on the ground, every muscle straining, and my breaths get heavier as I reach my fifth mile.
Our shop is in a secluded area for a good reason. We don’t really want customers to come in. It’s all a front to keep us under the radar. Turning away business from the wrong person would be a red flag and potentially give us attention we don’t want.
Circling back to the shop where we live and work, I come to the bizarre church and spot the pretty blonde I’ve had my eye on. I’ve seen her several times, but never like this.
Blood coats her hands along with the ends of her hair as she stares down at the man lying at her feet. She holds a bloodied cross in her hands and squats down to stab it into his chest. Her words are chilling and cause a pang in my chest.
