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“What else?”

“You’re the one who came with your brother to take us out of our new home and bring us here.”

“Anything else?” She shakes her head and his gaze leaves her and moves to me.

“Your turn,” he sneers. “What do you remember, Miss Steele?”

My glare hardens as I speak. “When the social worker got there, and you were leaving, you leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear.” I notice Ace’s hands turn to fists at his side. I look up at him and see an angry scowl now on his face.

“What did I say?” Agent Servite asks a little too eager to rehash the past.

“We will find them,” I pause just like he did that day. “And if we don’t, I’ll make sure the two of you pay for their crimes.” I pause again and look over to Ace. “Mark my words, sweetheart.”

“What else?” I look back into Servite’s eyes, and they’re glazed over with desire. The sick fucker is getting a kick out of this.

“Then again, when we arrived here, when we were in the Headmaster’s office that first day, you held us back. I asked you what you wanted from me and you said, ‘That’s a loaded question, Miss Steele. I’ll have to get back to you’.”

He nods. “Anything else?”

I swallow hard and turn to Jade who eyes me curiously, her eyes red and glossy. “Outside the Headmaster's office, you leaned into me once again whispering in my ear so closely I could feel your hot breath on me.” I hear a grunt but don’t dare look at Ace.

“What did I say?” he demands.

I cringe, dreading what I’m about to say next as I nearly choke on my saliva. “You look so much like her.”

Agent Servite leans forward, his elbows coming down to rest on his knees. “You’re forgetting something,” he says sternly.

I turn to Ace and find his glare on his uncle, spinning back to me. I close my eyes and swallow hard remembering his words.

“You said,” I take a deep breath before answering. “Wonder if you taste just as sweet. My bet is you taste even better, sweetheart. We’ll see.” I cringe at my words and hear a gasp from Jade beside me while Ace growls.

I open my eyes slowly to look at him, and he is raging. He stands up suddenly, pushing off the chair, making a loud sound, and walks away toward the kitchen behind them. Agent Servite chuckles, leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms in front of him.

“You’re a sick son of a bitch!” Jade shouts, but he only laughs harder.

“Now, now, Miss Wolfe, no need for name calling. I’m only telling you this to prove that if I wanted to hurt you girls, I wouldn’t have to kidnap you to do so. I’m on your side. We want the same thing.”

“And what is that?” I ask.

“To find Lilith,” he states, and now it’s my turn to laugh.

“No, you’re wrong about that. I have no intention of ever finding my mother.” At the mention of my mom, Ace turns his attention back to us. Looks like he had no idea of his uncle’s true intentions.

“But you will help me find her.”

“Why? What do you want with her? If I’m not mistaken, you’re no longer a police officer. It’s not your job to find her.”

“Why I need to find Lilith is none of your concern.”

“Then you’re wrong again. I won’t help you. Not if you don’t tell me why or what she is to you. I’m done playing your stupid games, listening to your perverted innuendos, your sick little taunts.”

He sits up straight, his face stiffening. “Sebastian, take Miss Wolfe back to her quarters now!”

Bass quickly walks over, unties Jade, and carries her out over his shoulder.

“Put me down, I’m not leaving here without her!” Jade cries out but Bass’s hand over her mouth muffles her screams.

“Ace, I need you to step outside.”

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