Page 31 of Rogue

Since I have one of those snack trays, the premade ones of meats, cheese, and crackers, I pull that from the fridge with the water for us to eat and pass the time. The other biker who left groceries bought easy things to grab and go like this tray.

Before she can talk though, my phone rings and it’s Giulia finally calling me back.

“I’m sorry, Kitty, hold that thought. This is my cousin and it’s important.” I explain as she bites into a cracker while nodding.

“Hey,” I answer.

“Where is the biker?” she asks sounding panicked.

Giulia is not easily rattled ever. Hearing the anxiety in her voice has my heart beating faster and my palms sweating. “He had to go out, I’m with his friends. I’m not sure when he’ll be back. Do you know something? Do I need to call him?”

“I don’t know that you have time to find him. Benny has a location. If it’s the correct one, he’s not far from getting to you. If it’s a wrong one, then you have a little time, but he’s closing in. You need to move, Chelle-Belle, and now!”

She yells about the same time we hear a thud on the front porch.

No. This isn’t happening.

Kitty runs to the door and peeks out the peephole before rushing back to me and grabbing me by the hand. She leads us to the very back as I can’t think. I’m in shock. How did he find me? When he gets me, he’s going to kill me and anyone around me.

“My phone, it’s on the counter in the kitchen,” I whisper as I hear banging on the door. Jennings instructions come back to me. The door doesn’t open without the code, but the windows, they can break. “The windows, I need to get to the panel and hit the panic button. It will close them down.”

“No!” Kitty tells me, “you stay put, I’ll hit the panic. No matter what you don’t leave this closet! They want you, they get you, everyone else is collateral damage, babe. Keeping you safe, keeps us all safe. I got this.”

I hear her words, but I can’t simply sit still. Peering out of the bedroom door and down the hall. I watch as she pitter patters, scurrying down the hall. I hear the alarm speaking and then the noise of the shutters engaging. Moving back to the closet, I tuck back into the corner, making room for her and waiting before closing the door.

The panic button will alert Jennings. I can only hope he’s not far away. If we can hide long enough for him or the other Kings to come, I might live to see another orgasm.

Yes, forget whether I’m a slut or not. At least being alive, I get to feel, and I want to feel everything. My thoughts are crazed.

That’s when the pop goes off, the sound of the door exploding rolls through the whole house. Kitty screams, and I leave the safety of the back closet because she won’t face these people alone. All thoughts of self-preservation are gone knowing Kitty needs me.

Walking out, I fight back the trembling throughout my body. In front of me are three men in suits along with five others wearing black from head to toe.

Benny isn’t with them.

The center man in the suit has Kitty by the hair. “Ah, there she is,” he says looking to me and tossing Kitty aside like a rag doll.

“Leigh, come here,” he orders and I shake my head backing up a step or two into the kitchen trying to get to my phone so that maybe Giulia can hear this and call for help.

“Let Kitty go, and I will go with you by my own free will,” I yell but avoid getting close to the phone. The screen is lit up, she’s still on the line.

“Benny doesn’t care how you come to him, even in pieces, Leigh. He just wants to make sure his face is the last you see before you die. If you want to keep your friend’s house standing, come on. Otherwise, I’m gonna put a bullet in your legs, drag you out of here.”

I lock my eyes to Kitty’s trying to silently tell her to run. They won’t let her live. Knowing this, I put my hands up in surrender and make my way to the men. Just before I get to the front door, Kitty moves to stand. The third man in a suit raises his weapon.

I cry out, “run!”

She dashes down the hallway, the shot rings out. Kitty screams as she goes down.

Please don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead. I think to myself as I’m practically shoved forward and out the front door.

Enough people have died because of me.

This has to end.

And I only know of one way for that to be.

CHAPTER 12

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