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I hear shots coming from the other rooms on the second floor and downstairs.

Lucifer used his contacts on the force to give us a little bit of a grace period. The men who know and trust us were more than happy to give it. That doesn’t mean we have all the time in the world to play games though.

Not when there are people who need our help.

The woman moans, but it’s not in pleasure. It’s a painfilled sound that makes my gut clench.

“Tell the Devil you’re a gift from the DSMC.”

The man’s eyes widen right before I squeeze the trigger. The woman underneath him as he slumps over her doesn’t react to being sprayed by his blood. Her arms go limp, and she whimpers.

When I roll him off her, she doesn’t react. I crouch down and look her over, not really noticing her nudity because all I can see is a person who has lost touch with their humanity and is on the brink of being lost forever. It saddens me and I want to help her.

I need to help her.

“Open your eyes,” I demand.

To my surprise she listens and her eyes flutter open to reveal vacant dishwater-colored eyes. There is no soul behind them, but I can imagine that there once was.

“My hero,” she murmurs and tries to sit up.

She tries to reach for me, but I move faster than her drugged out body. I scoop her up into my arms and stride out of the room, leaving the corpse of a man who was never worthy of wearing any cut behind. The woman is shaking in my arms, but I’m not surprised.

There wasn’t a blanket on the thin mattress, or any sheets, and I wasn’t able to wrap her up. She doesn’t seem concerned that she’s naked and I don’t glance at her body.

As I move past the doors my brothers took down, they start to appear, some of them behind me and some in front. I glance around and almost fall to my knees. They’re all holding females, and the ages vary widely. The girl that Feral is cradling against his chest has to be as young as ten but could be older considering she is skin and bones. But not by much.

His eyes meet mine and I’m reminded of the stories we’ve been told about how he got his road name. Right now, he’s the beast.

Everyone my brothers are holding is naked or almost naked. No one is wrapped up in a blanket.

It makes me realize that we were underprepared for this mission. We should have considered this and planned for it. But it’s too late for that now.

The only solace I can find, while surrounded by so much heartbreak and sadness, is that the girl in Feral’s arms and the one we encountered when we first entered the house seem to be the only ones who are underage. But it’s hard to tell and we won’t know for sure until Hacker runs checks on everyone.

I have no doubt that some of these females have no homes to return to, but I’m hoping a few do. Either way, we’ll get them the help they need.

The woman in my arms stirs and wraps her arms around my neck, snuggling deeper into my chest. I recoil slightly, but also know that she’s seeking comfort. It’s probably been a long time since she had any.

It’s nothing more than that.

“My hero,” she sighs again, her arms going limp even as they cling to me.

I swallow down the snarl that wants to rip from my throat and force my feet to move again. She needs help. They all do.

As I stomp down the stairs, I’m met with Lucifer whose eyes are glowing with rage as he takes in his men.

“I should have stopped this sooner,” his voice cracks when he looks at the girl in Feral’s arms.

“No regrets,” I murmur as I pass him to head toward the vans we have waiting for us. “Now is better than never.”

He nods, but from the remorse swimming in his eyes, he doesn’t really believe it.

I’m not sure I do either.

CHAPTER 14

SIOUX

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