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“We don’t know shit, we’re just the middlemen!” Dave cried. Amazing how these big dudes fall and crack so easily. Dave ain’t so tough now that he has a dozen bikers standing around him.
“This could’ve gone a different way,” Harlem warns. “And it still can. You have an opportunity to save your own hides, but doin’ shit the hard way also works for us, right boys?”
Ayes and yeahs go around the space and Dave looks like he might pee his pants.
Star steps in front of me, her blade at his throat. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t cut your vocal cords out of your throat?” she hisses.
“These guys are useless!” Dave notions with his head to the other two guys tied up and gagged. They were making too much noise. “They don’t know shit. They can be disposed of. I can tell you everything I know!”
“That’s amazing how just yesterday you told me basically to fuck off and tore up my business card and put it in the trash,” Star reminds him.
“That wasn't a nice thing to do, Davey boy,” I taunt. Seeing my girl in action makes me want to drag her out back and ride her hard and fast. I can’t stop thinking about what we did last night until the wee hours of morning. That’s why I’m tired, but it was worth every minute. She tried to sneak away for a shower, but I followed her in. Making sure I helped her wash properly before doing it again against the wall of the tiles. She’s just as insatiable as me, and I love that about her.
Star trails the knife down his shirt, effectively tearing it with the tip. Damn, that thing is sharp. “I don’t know, I think he’d look a lot leaner without his balls attached.”
Dave winces as she knees him in the nuts. His face is red as he coughs and hacks, trying to get his breath back.
“I’d listen to her,” I warn. “Like I said, she has a thing for sharp objects and she’s unpredictable.”
I have no clue how far Star will go, but I’m not gonna lie and say I’m not intrigued by it. And we still don’t know if Dave knows shit, or if he’s just really a bottom feeder with no standing at all with Jefferson. All he does is run a lowdown junk yard that has seen better days.
“Just cut his nuts off and be done with it,” Hawk grumbles. “I’m hungry. Never got to eat my double stack of pancakes thanks to these losers.”
I snort.
“Fine, I’ll tell you what I know!”
I stand behind him and pull his head upright by his hair. “It better be something that we don’t already know,” I warn. “Because if you give us some bullshit intel it means you’re not worth the shoes you’re standin’ in. Talk!”
“There were multiple trucks comin’ in and out of Mississippi,” he begins. “Some went off course to throw the feds — after the Caruso takedown, everyone was runnin’ scared.”
I tighten my hand in his hair and yank. “Keep talkin’.”
“They switched tact. The Task Force here was breathin’ down heavy. They had a tip off which would’ve brought down the syndicate, which is why Monty moved half the cargo to Texas instead. It took the heat off everything here for a while until shit with the pigs calmed down and they cooled off.”
This Texas thing keeps popping up.
“The Skeletons involved?”
“Not fully, but they have paid for some girls.”
Which means they now have sex slaves. I move my hand to his neck. I stare at Star and she stares back at me. Have I ever noticed how fuckin’ pretty her eyes are? I think I have, but in this light, they look ethereal. She’s so beautiful.
She punches him in the face. “Asshole!”
A few snickers and guffaws ring around us and it’s hard not to puff out my chest. I like my girl giving it back to this asshole. This is her time now, and I’m gonna give it to her.
“Hey, it wasn’t me!” he cries. “I’m just the middleman.”
“Oh, right, like you don’t have a say in any of it?” she snarks back, flexing out her fingers. “You expect us to believe that?”
“Believe what you want.” He spits and it lands on her boot.
She glances down and I wince. “Uh, oh, Dave, you’re about to have a really bad day.”
She shakes her head before cutting him across the chest with her blade. He screams. My girl carves into his skin as he bleeds. “You know what this reads, asshole? It says: Trafficker.”
“You bitch!”
