Page 93 of Filthy Few

“The girl Nexus raped and killed when he was sixteen.” My face slackens.

“What?” I squawk.

“Nexus has an asphyxiation kink. He went too far with her and killed the wrong girl.”

“Was there a right one?” I snap back.

His eyes narrow in warning. “Anyone would have been better than Alexander Denver’s sister.” The name rings a bell and I rack my brain trying to put the name to a face. “You probably know him better asThe Butcher.” A shiver of dread rushes down my spine.

“The serial killer?” I shout.

“Allegedserial killer.”

“How do you know that and how do you know Nexus killed his sister?”

“Nikoa.” My uncle unearthed a secret so huge that it’s sent Nexus into a tailspin since the night theFilthy Fewcame to my bedroom.

“Why did you offer him a favor?”

“When he comes to ask for the proof of how we found out, he will owe us a favor and that favor will be him helping us destroy his father or we turn him over to Alexander.”

“Do you even know Alexander?”

“No, but he doesn’t know that.”

“Has Nexus come to you?”

A cocky glint enters his eyes. “He’s tried every night since we left the card.”

It hits me then. “You didn’t come tomethat night, you knew he would be watching and come in. You were there for him.”

Vox nods. “Yes, now you need to stay away from me, witch. Nikoa digging up the information he did on Elenor has attracted the attention of Alexander himself.”

“What does that have to do with Thomas and the Saints though?”

“We believe Thomas and the Saints helped Nexus hide the truth of her death and if we can prove it, Thomas is out. I have his trust now and I can get closer to him because of that. I just need him to slip up once and then we have him.”

Bitterness sours my mood as I push the door open. “It just took you slaying your best friend to earn that trust,” I spit as I slam the door and march toward the house. I can feel his gaze on me the entire way until I slam the front door closed behind me and sigh.

Home sweet prison.

I trudge up the stairs to my room, ready to shower and then climb into bed and call it a night, but the sight of Nexus standing in my room blows those plans to hell. I don’t close the door behind me, I drop my bag by the dresser and move further into the room but keeping enough space between us as I run my gaze over him. He looks like shit, black circles rim his soulless eyes. He looks pale and like he has lost weight.

“You will take me to them tonight.” I scoff.

“That’s not going to—” The words die on my tongue when he raises a gun. Fear holds me in a chokehold as I stare down the barrel of that gun.

“Take me to them and I’ll tell you where your mother is.”

I suck in a sharp inhale. “Don’t fuck with me?—”

“Take me to those masked freaks and you get the whore back, fuck me over and I’ll kill both of you.”

“Kill me and you will never be the lord,” I snap back.

“We’ll find another way, I mean there is always the trashy twin next door?—”

“Stay the fuck away from Vivian!”

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