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“But where’s the fucking?” he asks.
“I have specific tastes.”
The recruiter’s gaze travels up my body and lingers on my face, and there’s a light in his eyes I’m aching to extinguish. It’s sick fucks like him who are so desensitized to real life that they have to watch torture and murder to get off.
He licks his lips. “You have that footage?”
“It’s compromised.”
“What does that mean?”
“My face is in it.”
He nods, seeming to understand, yet still eager for more. “May I see it?”
“May I be blunt?”
His brows pull together. “About what?”
I slide into the seat that he didn’t offer and pluck the phone out of his hands. “No offense, but you don’t look like the type of man with the power to run an operation like this.”
“Meaning?”
“I don’t incriminate myself with just anyone. Arrange a meeting with the man in charge, and we can negotiate.”
“What do you want from us?”
“A six-figure signing fee, plus fifty percent of royalties for each video. You supply the girls. I perform in a mask. My only role is to slash and fuck.”
“I’m not…” He shakes his head. “I’m not authorized… I mean to say this is highly unusual.”
Sliding my phone back into my pocket, I rise to my feet.
“When your boss asks whyxxxwetwang.comis stealing subscribers from X-Cite Media, be sure to explain that Xavier Wetwang offered you the opportunity for a partnership.”
He pulls out his phone, types in the URL, and gapes. “What is this?”
“My social media debut. The market is crying out for hot psychopaths, and most of the assholes online don’t know how to handle a knife, let alone their dicks. Mobfluencers have thriving channels, so why can’t I? If cartels and serial killers can become famous behind bars, then it’s time for me to get my slice of the pie.”
I walk to the door, my heart thudding. If this bluff falls flat, then I still have the Spring brothers scoping out the studio. The RFID reader case around my handset will have cloned the recruiter’s phone, and there’s already a small team waiting to follow the bastard home.
Not to mention that Tyler is hacking into the house’s surveillance.
Even if Father isn’t connected to this operation, it’s still the kind of setup I need to destroy. Anyone who plucks innocentpeople from their lives deserves to go down in flames. Anyone who sets attackers on my Amethyst needs to die slowly.
“Wait,” says the recruiter.
I pause at the doorway.
“If you’re as prolific as you claim, my boss will be interested in opening negotiations.”
Triumph flares in my chest, but I keep my features even. “Set up the meeting.”
SEVENTY-NINE
AMETHYST
I’m at home alone, hogtied to the bed, waiting for Xero to return.
