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“He’s banging his side piece. Let’s go.”

With that, I find myself staring at a rundown trailer across town while Joker, Duke, and Jersey flank me. We haven’t heard from Romeo and Hand, which is not surprising because our mother is anything but cooperative when it comes to the MC. Would she risk Rose though?

Thankfully, this fucking trailer is in a remote area, surrounded by nothing but trees because I’m not feeling particularly sly. This bastard is mine and I’m going to beat the shit out of him until he tells me where I can find my sister.

If that doesn’t work, well, Jersey can pull out the fucking blow torch and burn his balls off.

“Easy does it,” Joker says, and I glare at him sideways. Shaking his head he says, “There could be more than Spyder and his woman in there.”

I pity the female who entertains a monster such as Spyder because his predilections run toward the macabre, but I don’t comment as Jersey pulls a gun from his back and quietly slides a bullet into the chamber.

Joker nods to me, holding his own piece and I silently sigh as I approach the door. I grabbed my gun while we were at the compound, and I pull it out as we step onto the porch.

Jersey sidles up next to the window and peeks inside. Duke flanks my back while Joker stands on the other side of the door.

“Clear,” Jersey says, and Joker kicks it down. It's flimsy wood and busts under his huge ass feet but even if it weren’t, I’ve never seen a door that could withstand his strength.

As soon as we enter, we spread out, arms raised and guns ready. Spyder looks up, his face twisted into a grimace. There’s not much he can do since he’s naked under that sheet and I hold back a wince when I get a good look at the girl tied to the bed.

Her glazed eyes stare at the wall with her mouth opened in a silent cry. Purple bruises paint her skin, some days old while others appear fresh. Her dirty blonde hair lies tangled around her head.

Jersey pulls the sheet free, while Spyder eyes us with a deranged smile and my stomach churns.

“What the fuck?” Duke whispers.

Even Jersey makes a choking sound as Spyder pulls from her bruised body, still erect, and sits on his ass. I’ve seen some weird shit in my day but goddamn if this doesn’t take the cake. What kind of sick fuck do you have to be to get off on a woman who’s so out of it, she’s practically a fucking a corpse?

Spyder licks his lips, his eyes all shifty as he glances around. Jersey points his gun at the asshole’s head and says, “Please fucking do, you psycho piece of shit.”

I glance at him sideways hoping he doesn’t blow this fucker’s brains out before we get any information. Jersey’s focused on Spyder and I see the tic in his jaw as his finger taps the trigger. Maybe it's the woman who clearly didn’t enjoy Spyder’s actions. Maybe it’s Spyder’s arrogant as fuck grin but something has the normally cool and composed Jersey on edge.

After ensuring the back rooms are clear, Joker reappears and rounds the bed, his mouth twisting.

Spyder leans back, his dick still disturbingly erect, and says, “What? You should try it.”

Shaking his head, Joker says, “I'll pass.”

With a shrug, Spyder props himself on his arms, crosses his ankles, and says, “What can I do for you boys?”

Duke shuffles forward but I tilt my head, and he stops. Of course, Spyder is too observant to miss the cue, and he looks at Duke and says, “What’s a prospect doing here? Why, I’m insulted. Or maybe he’s just your little fuck boy?”

Thankfully, Duke does not rise to the bait but it’s a near miss for me when Spyder meets my gaze and says, “Oh right, that’s your brother. How’s your baby sister these days?”

“You’re walking a real thin line,” Jersey says and Spyder turns to him.

“Oh?”

“Yeah. You think you’re badass because you fuck helpless women. Well, I’m the motherfucking messiah of death, fucker and you just signed up for a whole lotta pain.”

Spyder’s smile fades and he moves to the edge of the bed before planting his feet on the floor. My spine tingles and I back up a step as Spyder turns to Joker and says, “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Oh, believe me, fucker. I’ve been waiting for this too,” Joker grunts before whipping his gun around.

“No!” I shout but it's too late. Thank god, the bullet only tears through his arm before Spyder slumps to the side, the gun hidden beneath his thigh revealed.

Chapter 21

Lilli

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