Page 265 of Evil Boys

“Milo!” Nathan’s voice pulls me from my thoughts. “Fight!”

Fight. That’s right. I came here to fight. To protect my friends.

“If you won’t fucking do it for yourself, do it for your fucking queen!” he yells.

My eyes open wide.

Lana. She’s in here somewhere.

“Queen?” Felix repeats, his face looking like he just got struck by lightning.

He chucks a knife at a guy in front of him and turns to face Nathan. “You’d better not be referring to Lana as a goddamn queen.”

“You don’t fucking know what she’s capable of,” Nathan growls back. “Milo, focus on saving her. Lana needs you.”

That’s right. She needs me.

My body stops shaking as my muscles tighten while I take a deep breath. And I push the gun back into my holster and grip my nunchucks instead. I storm at that fucking Bonesman who’s aiming to shoot and knock his gun from his hand, then hit him in the balls and the face in a triple knockout.

I steal his gun from him and tuck that into my holster too.

With a smirk, I tell Nathan, “Ready to kill some sons of bitches?”

He grins back and yells from across the hall, “Glad you’re back. Let’s fuck some Bonesmen up.”

KAI

I aim and shoot at one of the men in our way, but he jumps to the side right before it hits him.

BANG!

A bullet hits me right in the shoulder, and I hiss in pain.

“You’re in Bones Brotherhood territory now, boy. You want to join these girls in the auction?” He laughs in a sinister way.

“WHERE IS LANA?” I growl back.

He laughs. “You’ll never see her again.”

“Did you sell her?” I scream and shoot at him again, the bullet hitting him in the thigh.

He grunts and stumbles but still shoots.

BANG!

Miss.

“There’s a ton more just like me waiting here for you. We’ll fuck you up and make you beg for mercy. You’ll never win this, boy!”

“I’ll fucking die trying,” I growl back, and I bolt toward him, avoiding every shot before I chuck my gun right at his face.

He looks shocked as the gun knocks him back, and I pull out my knife and jab it straight into his heart.

“You mess with my girl, you mess with me,” I say through gritted teeth before pulling the knife out of his chest and watching the blood spray out.

Another one runs up to me from behind with a knife in his hand, and I shove it into his belly before he can even get close. The gurgle that follows only makes my bloodlust grow.

“Where is she?” I roar through the hallways.

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