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I nod because I’m too twisted inside to say anything else while I take it all in and tell my nuts not to shrivel up. Very little intimidates me, but I’m staring at the most powerful men in the country, and I haven’t got the faintest fucking idea who any of them are or what they’ll ultimately want from me.
“You can keep secrets.” A different member speaks up.
Another statement I merely nod to.Am I supposed to be talking? Or just shut up and listen?
“Are you ready for your first order?” the first asks.
“Yes,” I respond confidently, raising my chin, and glancing amongst them. My father taught me to confidently face a challenge head-on, so that’s exactly what I do. I’ll complete their task, whatever it is, and come back on top. I’m in this forever.
“Your first task of initiation is the order of information,” a different person says, making my head tip in his direction. I feel like they’re doing this on purpose to fuck with me. They’re wearing masks, for fuck’s sake. I can’t tell what words are coming from who, just the general direction. I think I know but am probably staring at the wrong member each time they speak.
My brow scrunches, waiting for more details while I internally battle with myself on who to look at. “Okay, what sort of information do you need?”
There’s a dark chuckle, the sound warped enough it feels like it’s raking over my flesh. My skin peppers with chills, but I stand still, not showing them anything. I have one hell of a poker face—it’s how I’ve cashed in on our random Vegas trips that started when we were thirteen.
“You’ll meet a woman tomorrow night at a party. She’ll be in the house behind you, wearing a red dress. A beverage will be spilled on her, ruining it.”
“And if I miss her?”
“Youwon’tmiss her,” the fifth or sixth or who knows what number member hisses angrily.
Swallowing, I suck back a retort about how women are a dime a dozen, and I ignore half of them. They’re constantly trying to jump on my dick, either for money or status, so I’m jaded. “You want me to search her room or something?”
“Or something. Get close to her. Wear her down until she spills her family’s secrets. We want everything you can get on her family, her father especially.”
It’s making a bit more sense now. From what I’ve managed to overhear, the society has been known to deal with secrets and blackmail at times. Those chances of information are rare, so I’ve cherished each bit I’ve learned. “How long do I have?”
A man to the right sits forward, steepling his hands under his mask. “As long as it takes, but Kingston…”
“Yes?”
“The faster you get us what we want, the quicker you’re accepted into the Brotherhood. I think the real question you should be asking yourself is how badly do you want in?”
“Badly.”
A man on the left retorts, “Then you have your answer.”
Nodding, I reply confidently, “Consider it done.”
This time multiple cryptic chuckles ring out through the speakers. The sound reminds me of the psycho, Anonymous, who made YouTube videos and posted them for the world to see. I wonder if he’s one of these men staring me down now.Probably.
“Oh, and Kingston?”
“Yes?”
“You say a word to Beau, and he won’t receive his order.”
“I’ll never speak of this to anyone.”
“We’ll hold you to that. Remember, we’re always watching.”
The television shuts off, and I’m left nearly hyperventilating. I can’t believe what just happened.
I’m in.
I’m fucking in!
And I can’t tell a soul, not even my best friend.
