Page 86 of Virgin Sacrifice

“So, you agree, I can tell Luz about the third body,” Everest said, looking up with a cheery smile, clearly hearing a wildly different conversation in his head than the one going on around us.

Lucian let out an exasperated sigh and ran his hands roughly through his hair, messing it up. It warmed my heart to see my older cousin so frustrated.

“Please tell me you’re not talking about the Sanchez girl,” he gritted out.

“Torres,” Everest corrected, wholly oblivious to Lucian’s tone. “Her name is Luz Amelia Torres, and she’s my Starbright. Although I would be willing to share with Ali if he would stop being such a negative Nancy.”

“You don’t even fucking know her,” Alister seethed.

“Hmmphf,” Everest snorted dismissively. “Shows what you know.”

“Please tell me you are not proposing releasing confidential information to some random girl you want to fuck.” Lucian looked at his pet killer incredulously.

“Lucian, please, did you not just hear me?” Everest began to ramble on. “I said she is my Starbright. Luz is one smart cookie, but I don’t like the idea of her not knowing that there’s a murdering rapist running around campus. The twins are doing a piss-poor job of stalking her, and as much as I would like to be there all the time, I’m a busy man—‍”

“How the hell would you know what we are or aren’t doing on campus?” Nixon interjected.

“Told you to stay the fuck away from her,” Alister said, gripping the arms of his chair so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Taking a sip of my Scotch, I didn’t bother trying to hide my amusement. In the battle of the twins versus Everest my money was always on the psycho, but the two of them would put on a good show for sure.

“Because I’ve been stalking her too, duh,” Everest said with a roll of his ice-blue eyes. “And much more effectively than you two. Really, it’s no wonder you haven’t sorted out the drug problem on campus . . .”

Alister shot up from his chair, only for Nixon to haul him back.

Oh, this was getting good.

As much as I was inclined to despise the wholly unwarranted attention Luz had attracted from my family, I was enjoying this particular bout immensely.

“All of you shut up and sit the fuck down!” Lucian yelled, holding his crystal tumbler so tightly it looked as though it might shatter in his hand.

Alister retreated to his seat, although his jaw remained tense, and he stared at Everest with the promise of pain in his eyes. Everest merely sucked on his teeth like a petulant child.

“Alister and Nixon, what more have you learned about this girl and her connection to the murders?” Lucian said with exasperation.

“Not much, beyond the fact that Ali wants to fuck her, and now apparently Ever does too,” Nixon said in a pissy tone, earning himself a rare look of rebuke from his twin.

Interesting.

Usually, the two of them were in agreement about everything, but apparently Miss Torres was a point of contention.

“Pretty sure you want to fuck her too,” Everest whispered in a singsong voice.

Alister clenched down hard on his jaw, clearly forcing himself to ignore the taunts. “She is hiding something; we’re working on it,” he finally admitted.

“See,” Everest said to me in a hushed tone with a knowing look, “Piss-poor stalking.”

“Ever,” Lucian warned.

“What?” he replied innocently, batting his eyes like a deranged schoolgirl. “I’m not even supposed to be stalking her, and I already know more about her than the twins do.”

“Bullshit!” Nixon hissed, with Lucian quickly raising a hand to silence him.

“And what is it that you think you know?”

“I know her favorite color is a warm camel, that she is obsessed with white sneakers, and that she has impeccable taste for a girl on a budget, really, her tailoring skills are top-notch. I know that she routinely pisses Locke off in his class and that he wants to fuck her just as badly as the twins do, if not more—‍”

“Everest, I won’t ask again,” Lucian cut him off, causing Everest to let out a heavy sigh.

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