Page 173 of Psycho

She didn’t know that this bracelet had a tracking chip inside it, and that was how we fucking found her at the cornfield.

It wasn’t perfect, though. The signal had jumped in and out because of how remote the cornfield was.

It wasn’t until Kai hacked into the traffic cam and we followed the car throughout that we got a good estimate of where she was. A little later, and—

I cut off the thoughts because if I gave myself time to think about it, I would go back on my word with Dominic and hunt those little fuckers down, and make sure they had very painful deaths.

I pulled the covers over her shoulders and walked out of the room, grabbing my boots and a clean pair of socks on the way out.

It didn’t take me long to get on my bike and drive to one of the warehouses owned by the King’s Men.

The place looked abandoned on the outside, which was exactly how we wanted it to look like.

I parked my bike a small distance away, hidden in the back, behind the grove of trees.

I could see a few brothers hidden about the property line, keeping watch. I nodded to one when I caught his eyes before walking inside to the empty place and to a small corner. Hidden from view was a small door that led to the lower level of the warehouse.

As soon as I had the door closed above me, I could hear the bustling of brothers getting ready to move the drugs out to the port in San Francisco.

Most greeted me as I walked past, but they all gave me a wide berth.

They all knew why I was here, and it wasn’t to look at the distribution and make sure it would make it to where it was supposed to go.

That wasn’t in my job description, even if I had lent a hand here and there.

No, my job was mainly what was behind the red door there.

I could already hear the faint sound of men screaming before I even opened the door.

I took a moment to let the adrenaline flood my system for what I was about to do and got inside.

Kai was sitting in one corner of the room, his laptop opened, and Roman was in the other, watching Dominic while he had fun.

Tyler Robbins screamed when Dominic lashed the whip. The snapping sound mingled with Tyler’s scream as it bit into his skin.

He was hanging from the ceiling by chains around his wrists.

I took off my jacket and placed it on the back of the chair, my eyes taking in what Kai was doing on his laptop briefly.

He was looking at the operation system of the Devil Sinners. They still hadn’t realized we had snuck cameras inside and were watching their every move.

And right now, Kai was compiling a list of names of anyone walking inside.

We were hesitant to attack now, because we still weren’t sure if this was the only operation happening here in California, and we still didn’t know who the fucker in charge was.

It couldn’t be Mitchell Snyder, the former president of the Devil Sinners, considering the fucker had been one of the first I killed when I went on a rampage three years before that.

And as far as I knew, Snyder had no children.

He had been a young president, having only taken reign from the previous president two years before the King’s Men came to California and took over the West.

Dominic looked up at me when I got close to them. There was something dark and depraved about his eyes—the same way I was sure I was gonna get pretty soon, as I did what I needed to extract information from Tyler.

“Nothing?” I asked.

He shook his head. “I have only just started. I didn’t ask him anything.”

“Would you like to finish?” I asked.

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