Page 29 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
“Huh?” He glanced down at me. “Uh, no.”
Oh.
Ace laughed again, and the first words I’d heard from him in forever finally came ragged from his throat. “Where is it, Knox?” His voice, though broken and unused, was sing-song, and a chill ran up my spine hearing it again.
“What?” I asked.
Rogue’s grip on me had loosened, and I broke from it, hurrying over to Knox. “Daddy?” I whispered. “Youknow?”
Comeon.
Someone had to know where the fucking dog was.
I saw another guilty smile waver on Knox’s lips as he flicked the gun’s safety and stepped toward the couch, tossing it onto the cushions.
Rogue’s voice was low. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Someoneknows where the dog is,” I muttered.
“WellIdon’t,” Rogue said. “All the pieces were there last time it belonged to me—” He cut off. “Last time…” I watched as all the blood drained from his face.
He was absolutely frozen.
“A well-kept set,” Ace said quietly. “Was on the table upstairsthat one timeI visited. What could have possibly happened?”
Knox failed to contain his snort.
They were both still fixated on Rogue.
I, however, honed in on that.
Are they gonna befriends, Bunny?
Never knew Ace to get on with anyone, so that would be great. I narrowed my eyes at Knox, who was still trying really hard not to laugh. The smallest trace of worry reverberated in my soul.
What if they became the thickest thieves?
They wouldn’t forget about us, right?
For a moment, I imagined them both riding off into the sunset together.
My stomach clenched.
No, no. Wouldn’t happen. And anyway, we’d always have Rogue.
I edged back to him. Rogue was frozen, but I noticed his hand drifted slowly up to his neck toward where that little device was—the one that might blow any moment. There was a look of utter horror on his face.
“You believed—forall this time,” Ace snorted, “that I had access to some bite-sized explosive that I could jam into your neck that might blow up at the push of a button?”
Knox lost it, sinking onto the arm of the couch, wheezing with silent laughter.
“No!”Rogue’s voice was rough as he glared between them. “But it wasn’t something I’d bet my fucking life on.”
Uh… I was lost.
What the hell were they talking about?
“You…” Rogue looked like he was gathering courage to put his thoughts into words. “You put a Monopoly piece in my neck?” Rogue asked. “Inmy fucking neck?”
