Page 38 of Devious Gambit

“She is.”

“Get some juice on Moody?”

“She’s not close to him. Doesn’t even know what he did to get in the clink.”

“Fuck, does she live under a rock or something?”

“Floating in a box of cotton candy would be more like it.”

“We’ve got until 25th January, but I’ll need a week to sort it once we get the location. So that gives you until the 18th, so if you don’t think you can manage it, let me know.”

“I’ll sort it,” I told him.

“Maybe she needs to reconnect with her daddy,” he said sarcastically, shooting a devilish glance at Ridge who just arrived with small bag of coke. “Maybe she also needs to know what the fuck he did. She’s our only chance, Lux. We gotta make it work.”

“Yeah, I know. I’ll just keep pressuring her until she agrees to be my mule.”

He snorted. “If you can convince that virginal nerd to unlock the chains of her chastity belt, you can fucking do anything.”

Ridge approached and they had a discussion about the coke, while I Googled Michelangelo’s David. It had been on my mind since she mentioned it mid-foreplay. I liked the way she examined my body, as if I was an awe-inspiring piece of art that she couldn’t take eyes off. The statue of David was damn impressive, I wouldn’t mind seeing that for real. However, there was one minor detail I needed to clarify with the bookhugger.

Me: David’s got a small cock.

2 minutes past by before she answered: It’s art not porn.

Me: What are you doing? Sleeping?

Another couple of minutes past, before she replied: Homework.

I tipped my head back and laughed. A damn good student was our Rhys. Holy fuck, I had to stop myself from jumping in my car and heading back over there.

Me: Maybe u could let me watch sometime.

Gallagher: shhh busy!!!

I cracked up laughing again only to receive strange looks from Ridge and Cody. I couldn’t end this thing with Gallagher until I received the goods from her dad, so I might as well have some fun. It’s not as if she’s completely unfuckable. She’s got real nice legs, lips and tits and she tasted good, both upstairs and down. Yeah, I’d totally fuck her again, besides, I’ve got more lessons to teach.

“Did you hear what Greene said in the locker room earlier?” Ridge said to Cody, pulling me out of my conversation with Gallagher. “He’s going to the cops to tell them that he reckons it’s one of us in the Vault who killed him.”

“Fucking cocksucker,” I spat. “Already threw his accusations about, reckons I killed him. Got a cracked nose for it.”

“Did you kill him?” Cody asked, half-joking.

“I wouldn’t waste my breath,” I answered. “Did you?”

“Nah, but I felt like it a few times. I heard Buchanan and a couple of the senior members of Snake and Chalice wanted to chuck him out of the society. I figured once he was removed from the society we could kick him out of The Vault. I mean, fuck, he could live at the Sweeney mansion down the road, now his asshole dad is dead.”

“Maybe Buchanan killed him,” I stated.

Cody snorted a pinch of coke up his nose. “Easier killing Sweeney than asking him to leave the S and C.”

“How can they conclude anything when his body hasn’t been found,” Ridge argued. “Probably faked his own death and is lying on a beach in Cancun.”

“Anyway what proof does Greene have that it’s one of us?” Cody asked.

“Fuck knows.” Ridge wiped his nose with the back of hand, glancing at a bunch of chicks that congregated nearby, waiting for us to notice them. “Groupies. Easy lays.”

I took another pull of the joint as my gaze met the eyes of a pretty chick in the group. It was damn cold outside and she wasn’t wearing much, a black bra and hot pants. She must be freezing her tits off. She smiled and I raised my cup of beer to her. I had two more condoms in my pocket; I guess I could use one on her, if I was pushed.

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