Page 121 of Full Throttle

Cain pressed a kiss to my temple. “Let’s get this over with, yeah?”

Our eyes met. “Yeah.”

For the last two hours, Cain had gone over everything he’d seen and heard that last time he was in Devils Den.

He also warned us that this model was ten years old, and it was very likely the owners had expanded it, but the Bratva had a private sector in a bar of sorts. Cain also explained that Devils Den was physically under the city of Seattle.

“So it’s a part of the Seattle Underground?” I asked. The Seattle Underground was a section of Seattle caused by Great Seattle Fire in 1889. It became the underground when the new city was re-built on top of it. Now, the public could tour these tunnels.

Cain looked at me. “That is just a small portion of Devils Den; they own it.”

“It’s a front,” Dom stated.

Cain nodded. “The rest of the Seattle Underground was declared unsafe by the city decades ago,” he explained. “That’s what the public thinks, and no once questions it.”

“Who owns Devils Den?” Mina asked, shifting on her feet beside me.

“No one knows,” Collin answered, his eyes on the screen.

“You sure it wasn’t Romano?” Dean pressed.

Romano was the former head of the Italian Mafia. Collin killed him over a year ago and took over. The man chuckled, shooting Dean a look. “Romano was powerful, but not that powerful.”

“But it’s not Kavi?” Leon asked, lifting his chin to Cain.

“Kavi’s too stupid,” Cain and Collin said that the same time.

My brows raised as the men looked at each other.

Cain cleared his throat. “Kavi only wants the rewards that power gives him, but he isn’t willing to work for it. That’s why he has other people do his dirty work.”

“Don’t underestimate him,” Mina warned. “He’s the man who had Cleo kidnapped because he saw Leon as a threat.”

Dontell and Leon looked at her, a chill settling over the space.

“He also killed Tiggy in front of me—after ambushing me not even a mile from here,” she added.

“Mina, he did that because he had all the cards in his hand,” Jer said. His eyes landed on me. “We’ve stripped his hand. He has nothing now.”

“That’s not true,” I countered, my eyes flicking up to the screen. “He has a damn good hiding spot.”

“Which is why we won’t be together,” Cain declared. All eyes went back to him. “Groups are suspicious. You don’t go to Devils Den for a party. You go to Devils Den to sell you fucking soul. It’s not a field trip.” His cold gaze slammed into me. “You will have a target on your back.”

I nodded. I knew the stakes. I knew how dangerous it was, but none of that was going to stop me.

I had something to fight for. I had people to fight for. I had a fucking family to fight for.

I had a home to fight for.

“It's been awhile since I’ve stepped foot in there, but I will be recognized,” Cain said, turning to face us. He folded his arms over his chest. “But I’m something Kavi wants, so I can work with that.”

“And how do you plan on convincing him you want to switch sides?” Dontell asked. “To not put a bullet in your head the second he sees you?”

Cain’s eyes met mine once more, and my breath caught.

“I’ll be distraught and angry that the love of my life is dead—all because Oasis didn’t surrender when they had the chance.”

He was going to blame Oasis for my death.

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