Page 42 of Tormented Kings

“Then we have people look into him, dig up as much dirt as we can. Have you thought about asking Rosie to talk to her mother?”

Collin shivers. “I mean, sure, Queenie would be perfect for something like this. But the woman is bat-shit crazy. What if she doesn’t like something we’ve done and kills one of us?”

“She doesn’t kill people for the fun of it.” I roll my eyes.

He gives me a blank look. “Dude, it’s literally what she does. Have you not heard about D-Days? They are a blood bath, straight out of a horror film.”

“How would you know? Have you seen one?” I raise a brow.

“No. But Rosie loves to brag about them to me. I love the trust we have, but some things should just stay inside your head.” He gives me a blank look.

“You seem awfully close with Rosie.” I tilt my head to the side.

“Relax. It’s not like that. Sure, she’s pretty, but she’s not Sadie.”

He has a point. “What about Rosie herself?”

Collin shakes his head. “She’s new to her mother’s line of work. While I’m sure she would love to, she’s more of a low-key, low-life kind of killer. The people you won’t notice are missing kind.”

“We could at least see if she has any connections she can get in contact with.”

“Yeah.” He nods. “I’ll see how many people I can get working on this that I trust.”

We have our own contacts, but a lot of people in our society use the same people to dig dirt up. We can’t risk one of them ratting us out. It needs to be people we can trust.

“What about Black Venom Crew.”

Collin shakes his head. “They’re in the middle of a war of their own right now. No, we need to handle this ourselves.”

“Alright.” I nod my head. “We can do that. Let’s start with Rosie and go from there.”

“In the meantime. We need to have eyes on Sadie at all times. I’m going to talk to her tomorrow and let her know how important it is. I know she wants her independence, but that can’t really be a thing right now.”

“I think she’s going to start regretting not falling for a normal guy,” I chuckle.

He raises a brow. “Are you gonna bow out and back down to give her that chance?”

“Fuck no,” I snort. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Neither am I. Letting Sadie go isn’t an option, so we just have to do everything we can, apart from that, to protect her. Gonna make it fucking hard when I can’t even be seen with her,” he snarls. “Maybe I can convince her to move into the mansion. Would it be weird if she lived with her mother’s best friend?”

“Yes.” I give him a blank look.

“Do you think she would be willing to move in with one of her friends?”

“No.” I shake my head. “If Sadie is going to move in anywhere, it’s here.”

“Why do you get to live with her?” His brows furrow. “That's not fair.”

I laugh. “What the hell do you mean,it’s not fair?”

“You would get all the time with her. Worm your way to the number one spot in her life.” He jumps to his feet. “That's my spot. I’ve known her longer.”

“Dude, do you hear yourself right now?” I laugh. “You sound like a damn child. And it makes the most sense because, hello? Our parents are getting married in a few months. Most blended families live together. Even if they’re college age.”

“Fine,” he sighs heavily. “Okay, yeah, that makes the most sense, and she has a room here. But how do we get her to agree to move in here without telling her to? She’s already freaked out enough with all the changes in her life. I don’t want to push her to say fuck it with the lot of us and decide it’s too much for her to handle.”

“She needs to think that moving in here is her idea,” I tell him.

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