Page 10 of Reaper Released

Viking steps up and touches my cheek. “You gave us a scare, little ‘un!”

“Sorry, guys!”

All the guys hug me except Steel, but he gives me a smile that makes my fresh underwear damp.

“What’s wrong with your face?” Turning, Dozer’s pointing at Steel.

“Nothing!” he barks out looking away.

“Is that a… a fucking smile on your face?” Tank smirks.

“Nah, can’t be!” says Viking, huffing a little.

“I can’t remember the last time that happened.” Priest laughs.

“Fuck you all.” Steel grabs my wrist, spinning me towards him and pulling me in for the most exquisite kiss. There are cat calls and wolf whistles going on around us, but he just kisses me harder, and I fucking melt into him like some silly little girl with a crush. I cant find a fuck to give at this exact second.

“Alright, alright, enough of that. We have shit to do then I need to get my girl back.”

Breaking away, out of breath but still held in Steel's embrace, I look over my shoulder cocking a brow at Boyband. “Your girl?”

“Yeah, my fucking girl, so let’s get on with it!”

Ray

After a couple of hours of going through everything that's happened, Dice shares all the information he retrieved from the phones.

“So, do you guys think we could use this information about Miguel to come to some kind of arrangement with the Castillos? You said they were the most powerful family in the state, and you have tried to get a partnership with them before, so you think we could use this to our advantage?”

“We?” Boyband smirks. “You one of us now, Ray?”

Smiling, Tank asks “Yeah, Reaper, you one of us?”

“You think you’re tough enough to be one of us, little ‘un?” Viking grins.

“Definitely gonna need that name change.” I laugh out.

“What ya thinking, babe?” Priest waggles his eyebrows at me.

“Well Fucked Up Five is a little redundant now there’s six of us.” I grin back.

“Ah, the little sister we never knew we needed till she wrecking balled into our lives!” Blade grins at me.

“Psycho Six?” I shrug.

“Psycho Six?” Dozer smirks. “How very fitting!”

“Psycho Six,” Tank repeats. “I fucking love it!” He swings me around and kisses my cheek. “Perfect!”

“That settles it. You're the Psycho Six! And Reaper? One shitshow at a time. Now what the fuck are we gonna do about the Castillos?” Boyband bites out.

“Leave that to me.” I grab Miguel’s phone, scroll through the contacts and hit the call button, putting it on speaker phone.

“Miguel?”

Her voice comes through like butter, her subtle accent sexy but you can hear the power in her voice.

“Carmen? Carmen Castillo?”

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