Page 85 of Shattered Pieces

The funny thing was, she did belong in there. Rory was exactly the type of person that was supposed to be in a cell. She was a murderer, but she was one of the lucky ones that had other criminals around her to help bury it all.

Most of the people I knew belonged in prison, if I really thought about it. Even Tyler. That fucker burned his own house down, had been an accessory to a bunch of crimes, and now he was involved with covering up a murder.

“Working on it,” Hunter promised, patting his shoulder. “The less you know, the better.”

“You saw her this morning, right? Is she doing okay?”

“She’s fine. Discovered pussy,” he chuckled, eyeing me. “Looks like your favorite stripper convinced her a few orgasms would fix all of her problems.”

“Aurora’s fucking Lexi?” I snapped before I could stop myself, making him smirk.

“Didn’t think you’d care so much. It seems that way though. You know it gets lonely in there. At least being wifed up to the top dog gives her extra protection until we get her out, right?”

Diesel cursed at him as I turned and walked out, a different type of anger filling me.

Lexi was a slutty snake that wormed her way into everyone’s pants. What had she said to Rory to make her let her guard down? Had she only fucked her to spite me?

“Skeet, slow down,” Diesel demanded as he followed me through the warehouse, catching up once I was outside. “You’re not mad at Rory, right? She’s⁠—”

“Lexi’s not even that hot. Why the fuck does everyone fall at her feet?” I bit out, climbing into my car as he got into the passenger’s seat with a wince.

“That’s the thing, Lexi is hot.”

“She’s fake hot. The type you worry about bursting their lips if you kiss them too damn hard. Nothing is real about her, she’s a Barbie.”

“Lots of guys like that shit.”

“She can change her face and body as much as she likes, but she’s still the bitch that got Otis killed,” I threw back, and he put his hands up in front of him.

“Hey, I’m not arguing with you, man. Lexi knows how to talk to people, she’s spent her whole life using her charisma and body to get what she wants. She’s also been a big support network for the women at Wet Dreams, so chances are high she’s been good with Rory in there too. Lexi being on her side will keep her safe.”

“From murder, maybe, but that bitch is a walking STD,” I muttered, starting the car to leave. Why was I even mad about it? Rory could fuck whoever she wanted, she wasn’t my problem.

I’d rather hear that Rory had fucked Hunter over Lexi though.

Diesel

I was surprised about Rory and Lexi, but it made sense. I hadn’t seen them together to know if they had chemistry, but my gut told me it was just for convenience.

I’d have to ask her about it if she called.

Skeeter dropped me at home, and I sat around waiting with my phone in hand, hoping she’d call. She did most nights, but usually, I’d heard from her by now.

It rang just as I was about to give up, hitting the answer button instantly and accepting the call.

“Hey,” I said quickly, the line quiet for a moment before she replied.

“Hey. You okay? You sound like you’ve been running.”

“Was waiting for your call,” I said, slightly embarrassed, but she just chuckled.

“Sorry, I talked to Luke a little longer tonight. He’s having a bad day.”

I hadn’t seen much of Lukas or Jensen, and it made me feel bad.

“Should I check on him?” I offered.

“No, he just needed to vent. He’s with Jense.”