Page 27 of Broken By Sin

“I think the agent might be rethinking his career choice,” Havoc taunts but I ignore him. I ignore Omar for the time being and turn back to Royal who tosses me the duffle bag in his hand.

“Get the sheet out and secure it, he’s gonna be a screamer,” I say. Erika hands Havoc the bag she carries so the guys can get the plastic sheet out—easier to clean up that way and we don’t leave any traces of DNA. I pull out the instruments I packed and place them on the ground.

“I put a shirt in there for you,” Royal calls over his shoulder. Sure enough, I pull out one of his shirts and a pair of sweats. I turn my back to the others and push the straps of my dress down.

“Close your fucking eyes!” I hear Kacey shout. I fight the smirk from breaking free. I could have gone into a bathroom to change, but I just wanted to fuck with him some more after his stupid ass comment earlier. I stuff the dress and heels back into the duffle as I secure the sweats and tie them as tight as I can. I feel Kacey’s gaze burning into the side of my head, but I ignore him as I grab the gag and machete from the floor. I eye Omar as Royal and Havoc finish placing the plastic tarp beneath him. He tries to act calm but I can see the fear that lurks in the depths of his gaze.

“Search the place, see if you can find anything we need on Halil and his location,” I say. Benny, Ro, Erika and Xav leave to do as I ask, leaving me, Kacey, Royal and Havoc alone with Omar in the living room. Omar keeps flicking his gaze between the three males. Shaking my head, I step forward and stop when I’m standing between my cousins. His gaze slowly comes to me and he growls before spitting at my feet. I open my mouth to speak but then Kacey comes from the side and punches Omar across the jaw. He grips his hair and yanks his head back so he can look him in the eyes.

“I warned you,” Kacey snaps. I look at Havoc and nod. He steps forward and pulls Kacey back. If he can’t contain himself, then I have no choice but to have Havoc remove him from the room completely.

“She doesn’t need you to protect her,” I hear Hav whisper to Kacey.

“I can gag you and start by taking your hands until you squeal, or you tell me what I want to know and I end it quickly,” I say with a shrug of my shoulders.

“You fucking bitch, I’ll never tell you–” A scream so fucking loud tears from him when I swing the machete into his knee cap and lodge it there. Royal tears the gag from my hand and rushes forward to secure it on Omar, as I turn and grab three of my daggers and the nail gun from the floor. Tears stream down Omar’s face when I turn back to face him. He tries to speak around the leather gag but nothing can be understood.

“Now look what you made me do, Omar.” I tsk as I step forward. The bastard drops his eyes to the daggers and the nail gun in my hands. I place the nail gun down on the sheet in front of him and then twirl one of my daggers in my hand, loving how his eyes track its movement. I wait for him to relax slightly in his chair before I dart forward and plunge it into the top of his thigh. He wails and thrashes in his chair, but it’s no use. “No one will hear you scream, no one will come to your aid and no one here will help you.”

“Hmmmm.” I shush him and yank the dagger out. He cries out but it’s muffled, thanks to the gag. I drop the other two daggers to the floor as I yank the machete free from his knee. His eyes roll backward, so I dart forward and drop onto his lap, ignoring the growl that comes from Kacey. I trace the tip of the bloody dagger down his cheek and smile when his eyes begin to focus on me again. I can feel his blood from his thigh soaking through Royal’s sweats.

“How attached to your ears are you?” His eyes widen and he begins to try and buck me off, but I hold firm. “Omar,” I say his name in a high pitched voice, like a mother would use to scold their child. “I thought you couldn’t wait to get me back here and get me out of that dress to play?”

“Motherfucker,” I hear from Kacey. I wiggle my brows at Omar and lean in to brush my lips against the shell of his ear.

“I think my friend over there is a bit jelly,” I fake whisper.

“You weren’t calling me your friend in my shower.” I ignore the bastard’s retort and the groans of my cousins as I grip Omar’s ear and slice it off. I drop the useless piece of flesh to the ground and smile at him when I pull back. I drop my dagger to the ground and place both my hands on the tops of his shoulders.

“So, now that you know I am the one you have to worry about and not my guys, are you ready to talk or am I going to have to scalp you?” His eyes blaze with hatred, as I give him a second to think on my request. When he subtly nods, I climb off his lap as Royal removes the gag. The gray sweats I wear are covered in his blood. “Omar, where is Halil?” I ask.

“I don’t know.” I sigh and shake my head as I bend to retrieve my two daggers. Royal slaps his hand over Omar’s mouth as I lodge a dagger in the top of each of his thighs. “Fucking bitch,” Omar seethes when Royal drops his hand from his mouth. I grab the other dagger from the floor and twirl it in my hand, loving how Omar eyes it with trepidation.

“You see, Omar, I am so used to everyone doubting me because I am the only female in the room and naturally, they assume I’m the weakest out of me, Royal, Havoc and Chaos.” Havoc snorts and shakes his head, smiling. I shoot my cousin a wink before focusing back on my target. “That is the worst mistake to make, because I am the most savage and ruthless out of the four of us when it comes to extracting information. I am going to give you another chance to answer my questions before I nail your cock to your thigh and then sever your balls from your body.”

“Jesus, Sin.”

“Ouch,” comes from my cousins but I ignore them.

“What the fuck?” Ro mutters as he and the others enter the room and take in the sight of Omar. I shoot the four of them a wink before looking back to my non-compliant friend.

“Are you ready to talk?” I ask.

“I don’t know where he is. I swear I have no idea.” Without warning I throw the dagger. It lodges in his shoulder as a roar of pain escapes him.

“Fucking hell, Sin, warn me next time!” Royal snaps from his position behind Omar.

“I’m a dead shot. There is no way I would have missed,” I say. He shoots me a dirty look before moving away.

“I don’t know where he is!” Omar screams.

“Okay. Then answer me this, how the fuck did you know who Kacey was?” Omar cuts a glance at Kacey and sneers before focusing back on me. I see the war in his eyes, he’s debating if it’s worth telling me or not so I prompt him. “Either way, you are not making it out of this room so you may as well tell me what I want to know. The more you corporate the less pain for you, fuck around and your cock will be nailed to your leg.”

“She’s fucking crazy!” I hear Benny sneer.

“Halil got a tip from our inside man in the bureau, we didn’t know we had a rat until after we got busted.”

“Who told you about Marcus?” Kacey asks.

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