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“My boy Marcus called. Looks like shit is about to go down. This may be the opportunity we’ve been looking for but watch your back,” Joker says.

My spine tingles and I stop, staring at the sea of cars before me. The dull thrum of bass music carries on the wind and from here, I can see the partygoers in the distance.

“Who?” I growl and Joker laughs.

“Ice,” he says.

Shit. If the fucking Smokin’ Aces president is here, he’smine. We’ve been hoping for an opportunity to interrogate one of the fuckers, but they’ve been laying low after killing our own.

Pansy ass little fuckers hid instead of facing the fucking music. Not this time though.

“I’m on it,” I say before hanging up and shoving my phone in my back pocket.

Anticipation heats my bones as I step between the cars. I’m itching to break something, and even if it isn’t Ice, an Aces rat will do just fine.

Except as soon as I pass the first row of cars, something changes. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end as the crowd surges toward the parked cars.

Screams erupt and pandemonium ensues as I fight through the panicked crowd. What the fuck happened?

The sharp report of a gun firing rings out above the din, and I bark at some asshole barreling toward me with sheer terror on his face, “Move.”

He doesn’t hear me though and I toss him behind me and keep going only to pause when I hear my name. “Wolf!”

When I turn, I can’t believe my eyes because none other than Lilli-fucking-Abernathy waves at me from the car she’s kneeling on.

My lungs seize and I change my direction, scanning the area as I go. Where is the fucker with the gun and what the hell is shedoinghere?

Chapter 9

Lilli

On Monday I sail into school on a mission. I don’t know if it’s possible what Mama is contemplating but I’m not going to stand by and watch it happen.

I leave Rachel trailing behind me and stalk up to Darcy, who’s standing on the street, just off school property to smoke a cigarette.

“Darcy!” I say and she looks up before shaking her head.

“No fucking way, Lilli. I’m done. Find your own way back to your sister. I’m fresh out of fucks to give.”

Wincing, I grab her arm and say, “Please. It’s important, like life or death.”

“Seriously? What could possibly be life or death in your fucking world,” she sneers, and I step back, waving my arm.

“Lots of stuff,” I mutter, and she eyes me for a moment, while I stand rigidly. I know I messed whatever up with Wolf, but that hardly matters in the face of what my own parents plan to do to my sister.

It’s so heinous I don’t even want to consider it and with a shudder, I curl my fingers into my palms. If she can’t help me, I’ll find another way. I have to.

Darcy must sense my internal struggle, or she sees the desperation in my eyes because her gaze flickers over my shoulder and back before her shoulders slump.

Mentally fist bumping the air, I nod profusely as she says, “Fine. Friday. But if you tell Wolf…”

“I won't. Promise.” But I don’t know if I can keep that promise because this isn’t about my desire for adventure. This is about my sister now.

Which is why, by Friday, I’m ready to see this through and I wait until I’m sure the house is down for the night before sneaking out the window.

Thankfully, I had the outfit Darcy gave me last time and I cringed my way through putting it on before donning the heels and making my way to the other side of the park.

I still feel naked with nothing but the tube top covering my boobs and my feet instantly ache in the shoes, but I set it aside for my mission.

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