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“Not my fucking business, Jez?” he hollers. “Demon calls Abyss and tells him to be ready because he’scoming in hot. Then he shows up with you broken and bloody along with this fucker.” He nods to indicate Phantom. “And then Demon claims he has no idea what’s going on, only that he’s afriendof yours.The club is on lockdown.I want some fucking answers!”
“I’m not one of your members you can snap your fingers at,” I fire back. “What I do is none of your concern. I’m so sorry I fucking inconvenienced you withmyproblem. You can be rest assured that absolutelyno oneoranythingwill touch your precious fucking club.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it,” Soul roars.
“Whatever, Soul.” I sniff back the tears threatening to spill over. “You picked your side years ago, and I know exactly where I stand. I get it, I do. Your club, your rules, but don’t you think for one second that you get to demand answers from me when you don’t reciprocate. This has nothing to do with Saints Purgatory.”
“Jez.”
I hold up my hand. “We’ve said all we needed to say for now. I’m going home.”
“The hell you are.”
“Look, I don’t want to fight with you anymore,” I admit. “I need my own bed and my own space to think.” I turn toward Abyss, dismissing Soul. “When can I get out of here?”
Abyss looks from me to Soul and back to me. “I don’t know if that’s possible for a couple of days.”
“Bullshit, you’re trying to keep me here for Soul,”I accuse. “Newsflash, Soul isn’t my father, and neither are you. I’m a big girl and can take care of myself.”
“Yeah, you’re doing a fucking bang-up job of that,” Soul counters. I rear back as if I’ve been slapped.
How fucking dare he!
Demon steps up to one side of the bed, and Phantom squeezes my shoulder in silent support from the other side.
“I get you’re her brother, but you need to back the fuck off,” Phantom seethes.
Soul pokes him in the chest. “You’re inmyclubhouse,and that’smysister. You have no say here. You’d best remember that before I gut you where you stand.”
“You can fucking try,” Phantom pops off.
Soul lunges for him, but Abyss locks his arms around my twin, pulling him back while Demon pushes his chest. “Get the fuck out of my club.”
“Prez,” Demon says. “Phantom helped me get her home safely.”
Soul bristles. “And how do I knowhewasn’t the reason she was in this mess to begin with?”
“It was no one’s fault but my own, Soul,” I say. “Wrong place, wrong time.”
“Wrong place, wrong time?” Soul echoes incredulously. “That’s all you have to say?”
“What do you want from me? This has nothing to do with the club,” I repeat.
“But it does have something to do with your hacking, doesn’t it?” Soul challenges.
I shrug. “That’s my business.”
“You know I’ll find out.”
My heart and my mind are at war with each other over this tidbit of information.
He doesn’t know. Demon didn’t rat me out. His loyalty is to the club, not to me… And he didn’t tell them… yet. Why wouldn’t he tell Soul?
There’s no one in his club who’ll ever be able to piece together the things I’ve done unless I confess, which I have no intention of doing, or one of the men spills their guts. The only way Demon and Phantom could have possibly found me was by Phantom getting into my cave. Something he and I will be discussing once I get out of this godforsaken clubhouse.
That calms my anger a little, but I’m still pissed. Hacker rule number one: Never enter someone else’s lair without express permission.
Without Phantom’s interference, you’d be dead.