Page 68 of Sunshine & Ink

I wanted to see that moment when she picked up her phone, when she called me for help.

I needed her forgiveness now

But I was already moving to my motorcycle.

I didn’t take chances when it came to Sunni. Not anymore.

“Prez,” Teacher said. “He’s kind of moving fast.”

Shit

“Get Builder and the other brothers,” I ordered over my shoulder. “Then come find me. I might need help with some bodies.”

“Shit,” Teacher said, but I heard him move.

With the tracker in my hand, I gunned my bike, my insides coalescing into hard steel.

I would have to ride like hell to catch him before he got a hold of an Elder. Because that’s undoubtedly where he was going.

To report Sunni to the Elders like the weak little bitch he was.

I spun my bike around the corners, gravel sputtering up under my wheels.

Shit

He was headed directly to the temple.

Entering the temple if you haven’t been invited in in a serious crime, a sign of blatant disrespect against the Elders.

But I don’t give a shit anymore.

If it’s my religion or Sunni, I’m going to pick Sunni every damn time.

My phone buzzed and I looked down, clicking my earbud.

“Hello, baby doll,” I said, feeling the deep-gut pleasure of her voice as I slammed my foot down on my kickstand.

Leo didn’t even turn around, the dumb motherfucker, but he did rush past the guards at the door to the temple.

I parked and stalked after him. The guards held their arms out to stop me, but I’m done playing around. I tried to be nice to her ex but now he has to die.

“Raker, there’s a problem,” she told me, in that sweet little angelic voice that drives me up the wall with desire.

“I can fix it,” I replied, my voice rough with how badly I want her. “Anything you need.”

The knives rest comfortably in my hands and I’ve slit both their throats without even slowing down.

“It’s Leo,” she said hesitatingly. “I’m—afraid he’s a danger to us now. I’m afraid he’s going to tell the Elders all about what we have been planning.”

I shoved my way past the gates, instantly spotting Leo talking to an Elder at the door to the temple.

“Sweetheart, he’s no danger to you at all. Trust me, you don’t have to worry about him.”

He finally turns around and spots me as I stride closer. I can taste blood under my tongue as my fingers tighten around my knives.

Maybe this should be a long process, torturing him until he’s aware in his last moments on this planet that disrespecting Sunni in any way is something I don’t allow.

But I’m too pissed to do this delicately.

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