Page 35 of Filthy Few

“Send the punk to the car.” Her eyes widen.

“I’m not leaving her!” the fucker snaps.

“Want to get knocked out again?” Archer counters. Nova darts her gaze between the four of us and knows she is out matched. When her shoulders sag, I know we have her.

“Way, I’ll be right behind you?—”

“No, Nova. I’m not leaving you,” he rebukes.

“Please, trust me they won’t do shit. Just go to the car and I’ll be there in a minute.” He looks down at her, I can see he wants to argue so I add.

“You don’t fuck off right now, I’m taking her with us.” Her jaw unhinges but she says nothing. It takes her another minute to get rid of him but the moment the weak bitch is gone, I pounce on her getting right in her face. “How the fuck did you know it was us?”

“UsorYou?” she counters.

“Same difference,” I snarl.

“The prom photos, you held me that same way the other night. You called mewitchand that was my first clue but tonight, that’s what sealed the deal.”

“How?” I snap.

She reaches out and grips my hands, lifting them between us. “The lion and the lamb gave you away, dick bag.” I look down and that’s when I realize my error.

I’m not wearing gloves.

“You knowing changes nothing, you asked the favor and owe us a debt, Nova Quinlin. If you think the shit we did before was bad, you just wait until you see what we have in store for you next.”

She drops her hold on my hands and turns to face Ez. “You threatening to kill me, Ezekiel?” He steps forward until his chestbrushes against her, forcing her to crane her head back to meet his gaze.

“You knew the rules?—”

“TheFilthy Fewis nothing but a pack of bored boys playing a man’s game.” Ez snaps his hand out and grips the back of her neck, forcing her onto her tiptoes then bends down getting in her face but she turns at the last minute, her eyes collide with mine and I see nothing but loathing and hatred.

“Your favor will be granted and we will collect our debt. I want that evidence you have on the murders. Hand it over and we’ll take that cunt and his son down for good. And maybe, if you’re a good girl, we’ll even help you get your mommy back.” He releases her with a hard shove. She stumbles back into Archer, who grips her waist on instinct to steady her. I force myself to remain where I am and not intervene.

She tears out of Arch’s hold and steps back, putting space between her and us. She looks between my three boys but ignores me completely. “Fuck you all, I’ll deal with this shit myself and find my mom without your fucking help, you assholes.” She spins on her heel and storms off as we stand here watching her run to her car. I don’t move until her car is out of sight as she speeds away. When I turn back to my boys I’m met with a jab to the gut. I cough and hunch forward.

“The fuck, Hayze?” I snap through the pain.

“You were fucking her the whole time?” he roars.

I straighten and look at the three of them. “Yes.”

“You stupid fuck! Thanks to you she knows who we are!” Archer snarls as he yanks his mask off, the rest of us follow his lead.

“She won’t say anything.”

“How the fuck can you know that shit, Vox? If she blabs her mouth, then people are going to start piecing together that we were behind the disappearances of the other members.” I shakemy head, this wasn’t our first favor. We have forced members' children and friends to ask a favor, in return we have eliminated those members and disposed of the person, making sure none of it could be traced back to us. We are no saints, but we needed intel and the only way to get that shit was to torture some of them.

None of them gave up what we needed.

“She won’t because she would have to admit to likingme, she told me more than once she was seeing someone only for it to be me she was fucking. She is too proud to admit to anyone that she has been fucking the guy that has made her life hell.” The three of them eye me with disdain. I ignore their disapproving looks and head back through the woods to where we parked. We all change out of our clothes and slip the tuxes back on before climbing inside the car and heading home. It’s a Saturday night, so that means these three will be crashing at my house, so I head there. When we pull into the driveway, I see Vivian’s bedroom light is still on. I can’t stop myself from looking next door, Nova’s car sits in the driveway but no lights are on in the house.

“I want that proof, Vox. If I have to hurt the bitch to get it, then I will,” Ez declares. I scrub a hand down my face and nod.

“We’ll do what we have to, we won’t let Thomas get away with this shit,” I say.

“Even with the proof, we need more than that to stop the Haven Saints. The laws clearly state that the new lord has to be a female! Unless one of you fuckers has another idea then all of this is for fucking nothing!” Archer snaps as he shoves his door open and storms off toward the house.

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