“Granite?”

I stopped and glanced over my shoulder.

“If she gets hurt in any way, I will make it my life’s mission to take you down alongside those Python bastards. I swear to God.”

The threat was loud and clear, and I expected nothing less. The man’s daughter was at stake. I’d be tossing threats around like candy too if I were in his shoes.

With a mere nod, I concluded our little meeting and got on my motorcycle. Ink and Dutch followed. The roars of our engines filled the silence of the dirt road, and we rode off.

It was on. Our plan had finally been set in motion. Over the next week, New York would be our battleground as we fucked up each and every goddamn Python…all just to find the police commissioner’s daughter.

Good thing we already had her safely tucked away.

14

Alyx

“Hey, Swan Lake.”

I rolled my eyes and didn’t even look her way.

“You seem comfortable.”

I snorted.

“Jesus, what smells like vomit in here?”

“Vomit.”

Neon sat on the bed and looked at the sheet on the floor. “Please tell me there’s not vomit under there?”

“There’s vomit under there.”

“Good God.” She scrunched up her nose at the stench. “Okay, there’s a lot of shit I can handle. But that is just nasty.”

Neon got up and started to untie me.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m taking you out of this room and getting some prospects to clean this shit up.” Her dark brown eyes shot up to mine. “You’re not going to make me regret it, are you?”

I remained silent.

“Thought so.”

I got up and rubbed the raw flesh around my wrists. “Why are you being nice to me?”

She frowned. “I am? I didn’t notice.”

“I’m serious. Why?”

For a few seconds, she studied me, scrutinized me while pursing her lips, hands on her hips. “Because this ain’t us.”

“What do you mean?”

She stepped closer, her eyes cold and hard with heavy black eyeliner. “Nothing is as it seems, Swan Lake. Whatever it is you think you know about us, about the Kings…you’re wrong.”

“He kidnapped me.” I spat out the words. “He’s keeping me here against my will, so me thinking he’s a psychopath, that the Kings are savages, can’t be that wrong.”