Page 92 of Filthy Liar

I start the shower and let the water warm up, waiting until the steam fills the room. Inhaling and exhaling, I let the steamfill my lungs. I love the sensation. I wish I could have this clearing my lungs out on a daily basis.

Maybe I should do a steam treatment every day. I don’t think it would be a bad thing, especially with how calm I feel right now. Sucking in a breath, I hold it, then let it out slowly as I step into the warm shower.

The water washes over me. I close my eyes and exhale slowly. I know I need to hurry. I said I would, but I want to take in this moment to let the warm water massage my skin.

My body is exhausted. It’s sore and, without a doubt, swollen everywhere. Once I’ve washed and dried my body, I wrap a towel around myself and walk back to the bedroom.

I lock the door, knowing that these men have zero boundaries and will burst through it without even knocking. Moving toward my suitcase, I wonder if I should unpack, then decide against it.

I won’t be here much longer, then I’ll be back home, but not for long because it’s in escrow. That causes me to pause. I can’t believe that my house is going to be gone. I don’t have an attachment to it at all. It’s just coming to the realization that I’ll be leaving here soon.

But I’m not sure I’ll really be leaving. Maybe I’ve been too hasty in my decision. Maybe I should have canceled the whole thing. It’s too late now… but maybe. Once I’m dressed, I shove the thoughts of my house and my future to the back of my head.

I move downstairs but stop at the base. Looking around, my gaze slides across the room until I catch a glimpse of Nash and King. They’re sitting at a table together, their heads bent as if they’re in a deep discussion about something extremely important.

My body craves coffee, but I ignore the call for the craving and head straight to the table with the two men. Without pullingout a chair, I stand in front of them, dipping my chin as I look down and clear my throat.

Their gazes swing to meet mine, and I watch as each of them grins. “You needed to speak to me?” I ask

Nash leans back in his chair, too sexy for his own good or his age. He chuckles. “Have a seat, babe. Let’s have a little chat.”

I wonder if I’m in trouble, but then realize I can’t be. I walked away from that world a long time ago. I don’t give a shit about it. I never knew much about it then. I sure as shit don’t know anything about it now.

Sinking down in the chair, I tilt my head to the side as I wait for whatever it is they must know, whatever it is they think I hold the knowledge of. I don’t, but whatever.

“Tell us everything there is to know about the Southern Mafia. I’m talking numbers and locations.”

Opening my mouth, I press my lips together and tilt my head to the other side. “Their numbers and locations?” I ask. “I don’t know how much help I can be,” I confess.

“You know more than we do,” Nash murmurs.

I almost laugh because I’m not sure if that’s actually true. Smirking, I shake my head. “Okay, show me what you have. Let me see if we can build on it.”

King reaches out and wraps his fingers around my wrist. He squeezes me. My eyes swing to meet his as my brows furrow together. “What?” I ask.

“I just want you to be aware that we need this because we’re going to be making some moves.”

It’s sweet that he’s warning me, except he doesn’t realize that I don’t give a fuck. “Burn them all down, King. Burn the whole group to the fucking ground.”

King’s lips curve up into a grin. At the same time, Nash lets out a burst of laughter. I lift my chin slightly and tell themanything and everything I possibly can. Anything to take down the Southern Mafia, to take them completely out of existence.

I hate them, and I want them gone.

CHAPTER

THIRTY-FIVE

DILLION

I’m bored.

Beyond bored.

I hate that, too. I can’t remember the last time I was truly bored. Usually, I try to keep myself busy. I’ve got plenty to do around my house, usually. And if I don’t, I find something to clean. I’ve never been one to be bored.

But right now… I’m bored.

Completely and totally.

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