Page 130 of Road to Revenge


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“Kiera, are you okay?” Spencer looked ready to hop off of her bike.

Leo was already in doctor mode, scanning me for injuries.

And though Dom hadn’t yet dropped her grip on my shoulders, I stumbled away from her, seeking refuge with my angels. She had saved me today, but against all logic, the wounded part of my heart told me that I wasn’t safe in her grasp.

Swallowing down the pain of my rejection quickly, Dom headed for her own bike as I grabbed the spare helmet from Leo’s.

“All of this is too big…” she shook her head, “This is way bigger than we realized.”

“What do we do?” Leo’s jaw tensed — clearly, there was no clean solution to this problem.

But inaction wouldn’t get us any closer to safety.

Dom turned the key in her ignition, letting the engine rumble for a moment before saying the words she’d been avoiding for weeks. “We go to The Oracle. Whether they’re ready for us or not, we need answers. We need an end game.”

65

SPENCER

Apparently,The Oracle didn’t take kindly to walk-ins, and it wasn’t like we could just search up their address in the phonebook. But as Dom paced around her upstairs office, I knew she would be damned if she got off that phone without an appointment.

At least her stubbornness is working in our favor, this time.

It had been a day or two since we’d broken into Gabe’s house, and thankfully, the cops had yet to come knocking, if Gabe had bothered calling them at all.

Even with what we found, I was sure there was plenty of heinous shit in the apartment that he didn’t want them finding.

Still, the lack of noise was a good indication that our hideout was still a secret from Zeus, and the way things had been going lately, I’d count that as a blessing.

Poor Kiera was pretty shaken by the whole ordeal. Knowing what Gabe was capable of was enough to make me ill, and I’d never cared about the sick fuck. But Kiera… she’d spent years of her life by his side, completely unaware.

And especially knowing now what his father had tried to do to her… I just hoped she knew that none of it was her fault.

But apparently, her depressed mood was enough to catch even Dom’s attention. So we’d cut a deal. If she kept a low profile, Leo and I could take her to the animal shelter to see if anyone had brought in her rottie. In exchange, Kiera would be ‘out of Dom’s hair’ long enough to arrange something with The Oracle.

Remembering Dom's phrasing made me roll my eyes with disgust. I hated the way she acted like Kiera was such a burden. That girl was the best fucking thing to happen to this house in years — probably ever — and Dom fucking knew it.

But god forbid Dom quit her moping.

At least her incessant calls to The Oracle would keep Dom out ofmyhair. I was still fuming over her lies and her fucking blood money. In all these weeks, she hadn’t offered a single genuine apology, and I was getting sick of making exceptions for her shitty behavior.

Before all of this, Dom had been like family to me. She’d seen me through some of the hardest points of my life, she’d had my back no matter where The Oracle sent us — except of course for her off the books mission. Just another betrayal on her cake of lies.

Fuck, she’d met Abi and Caleb, gotten close enough to be an aunt to them.

How was I supposed to explain to them that their so-called aunt was working for the company that ruined their grandmother’s life, and their mother’s in turn? How could I look Abi in the eyes knowing that Zeus was peddling countless kids her age through a building with Dom’s last name on it?

As far as I was concerned, Dom could fuck right off, living off the wealth that company had brought her family. Even sleeping in this mansion made my skin crawl. She should have forfeit her salary, she should have called the cops and tanked the whole fucking company.

Because the cops would do so much?The thought rose before my ire could crush it back down. Isaac had probably already bought them off.

The truth was, those monsters deserved a fate much worse than what the police would have in store for them. They needed to be hunted by someone who wouldn’t relent until every last one of them paid their Justice.

They needed to face The Oracle, and to do their work, The Oracle needed Dom at the helm.

I knew that was the harsh truth here — Dom had made a sacrifice that even I couldn’t stomach. But it didn’t make forgiving her any easier.

“Earth to Moore?” Leo clapped me on the shoulder, shaking me from my thoughts. “You ready to go?”