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“Why the fuck does she know that? Did Donovan talk?” Brick asked, but he didn’t seem convinced. “I didn’t think she’d have the balls to rat herself out like that to someone.”

“No, she hasn’t told anyone,” I said before Slash could answer, his eyes burning into the side of my head. “Lonnie overheard me and Slash talking about it. She’ll tell the Devils how we’re letting a girl do our dirty work.”

“Wouldn’t be a problem if you stopped letting that bitch hang around here,” Matteo mumbled, having no problem glaring at me. “You know I’m right. If any of us had a girl around that spoke to you or Slash like Donovan does, you’d have killed them already. She’s not even your girl, she belongs to Holloway and his boys.”

This was going nowhere. It was going to be a long fucking day.

CHAPTER FIVE

RORY

Iexpected Diesel to just drop me off, but he hung around for a coffee and a chat. I told him about the guys knowing about Liam, and he didn’t seem that surprised.

“Do you trust them?” he asked, eyeing me over the rim of his cup.

“With this? Yes.”

“What if they use it against you? They’ve fucked you over before, so they could do it again.”

“I’d trust them with it more than Slash,” I sighed, and he winced.

“Maybe. I don’t think he’d tell the cops. We don’t work like that.”

“No, but you’d use it as leverage,” I said flatly, giving him a dirty look. “You guys are assholes when you think about it.”

“Maybe Skeet should be worried about you if it took you this long to figure that out,” he smirked, laughing when I threw a playful punch at his shoulder and almost made him spill his coffee. “I was joking!”

“You’re the worst of them all because you’re the friendly one that no one will see coming,” I huffed, amusement crossing his face.

“You think I’m friendly?”

“Well, yeah. You’ve always been nice to me.”

“That’s because you’re not a threat. Fuck me over though and I’ll become your worst nightmare,” he said lightly, but I knew he was serious. Diesel might have been more laid back than the others, but I was pretty sure it was because he was always calculating his next move. He saw everything, taking it in and using things as ammo later if required.

He wasn’t quiet for the sake of it, he was listening and taking mental notes.

“You know I can throw a solid hit,” I smiled, and he rolled his eyes.

“If you think you could beat me, you’re an idiot.”

“You wouldn’t hurt me.”

His eyes darkened and he placed his coffee on the table, leaning closer.

“Don’t underestimate anyone. I don’t care if it’s me, Holloway’s mom, or the academy’s janitor. Always be ready for the unexpected. If you betray us, I’ll be standing right there beside Slash as he puts you in a hole, so don’t assume I’m your ally.” I jumped when there was a thud upstairs, his hand instantly reaching behind into his waistband for his gun. “Who’s home?”

“Maybe Josie’s still here?” I offered, but her car wasn’t here when we arrived, and none of the guys were here either.

“I need you to follow me. Stay behind me,” he warned, giving me a flat look when I pulled my knife out and moved beside him as we started walking towards the stairs. “What did I just say?”

“To follow you.”

“Selective hearing at its finest,” he grumbled, slowly making his way up the stairs with his gun raised. I almost hoped it was a stranger because if Diesel waved that gun in Josie’s face, she’d flip the fuck out.

“What—” I started saying, but Diesel cut me off before I could finish, his finger to his lips in silent warning. My steps would give us away before my voice, I wasn’t as stealthy as him.

We made our way up the stairs, and my eyes narrowed when I noticed my bedroom door was open. My first guess was Caden, but Diesel motioned for me to stay quiet as he moved towards the door.