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“Where are we going?”
“You want all the information, and I’m giving it to you.”
The doors slide open, and I practically drag her down the corridor to the Confessional. It occurs to me that I probably should’ve gotten Soul’s approval to do this, but I’d rather ask forgiveness than permission.
I press my hand against the scanner when we reach the steel door, and it opens. Delaney steps inside, and I follow behind her. The slamming of the door startles her, and she whirls around to face me.
“Wh-what is this place?” she asks before moving to the wall of weapons.
“We call it the Confessional.”
“I’m guessing with that kind of persuasion…” she says, nodding at the wall. “... you wring all sorts of dirty secrets out of people.”
“You could say that.”
When she faces me again, the determination in her eyes is gone, but in its place is something I wasn’t expecting… excitement.
“So, who are the lucky victims?” she asks casually.
“I wouldn’t exactly call them victims,” I snap. “We only bring the worst of the worst sinners down here.”
“And do what with them?” Delaney lifts a pair of nun chucks off their hook and expertly swings them around. “Torture?”
“We purge them. And yes, most of the time, that includes torture.”
“Why?” She returns the nun chucks to their proper place and slowly walks around the room, taking in every square inch. “What does your club get out of this?”
“We make the world a safer place.”
“By killing?”
“By removing the scum.”
When she stops walking, her eyes land on a blood stain in the corner. “Is this where we’ll bring the Phantom when we catch him?”
“It’s where I’ll bring the Phantom.”
Her head whips up, and she glares at me. “All or nothing, Thorn. No secrets, no lies, and certainly no leaving me out of the fun.”
I arch a brow. “Fun?”
“Killing the sick fuck who raped and murdered my twin sounds like a helluva good time to me.”
My lips curve into a grin. “Where have you been all my life?”
“Same place as you.”
“Meaning?”
Delaney shrugs with a smirk. “Trying to make the world a safer place.”
CHAPTER 16
DELANEY
“This’ll be your room while you’re here. And no one but you will have access unless there’s an emergency.”
The door in front of us slides open. Thorn waves me through and follows me a moment later with my bags. When Fort took the scan of my hand earlier, he explained that it was necessary for me to gain access to my room and other parts of the clubhouse. He also told me that if I attempted to go into a room that was off-limits, the door won’t open, and the screen will blink red.