Page 20 of In the Light of Sin

She gave herself away. She didn’t take from anyone.

“Joslyn wouldn’t rat us out,” Law defended her. “She’d kill herself before she willingly hurt anyone.”

“Then who?” Knight quirked an eyebrow. “There’s no one else, Law.”

“Dunno.” He dug a finger in his necktie, loosening it up. “But we’ll figure it out.”

“Nyla sure opened up a lotta shit when she came into our lives, didn’t she?” Tyrant mindlessly said before he was slammed up against the wall by Grim, his face deadly as he spoke.

“And she’s fuckin’ worth goin’ through all this shit for. It was comin’ for us anyway.”

“He’s right,” Law confirmed. “It’s best if we’re prepared for it regardless. Clearly, there’s a whole lot we don’t know. If they knew about Hellbound, who knows what else they could have on us?”

“Knight. Do whatever you can to get some information. We got more planning to do.”

“On it, Prez.”

“Fuckin’ idiots. We might’ve gotten some information if you actually did your jobs!” Prez chastised. “You were supposed to bring them to Hellbound for questioning!”

V put his pinky in his ear, eyes scrunching. A habit he adopted when he didn’t care what Prez said. A habit that effectively drove Prez fuckin’ nuts.

Husk’s eyes narrowed. “Information more important than V’s life?”

“The only thing that’s going to survive an atomic bomb are cockroaches and V.” Prez may have been pissed off that we failed our mission, but he was happy we were uninjured—for the most part.

“You need Hex?” Grim asked, eyeing the flesh wound on my arm. I peeked down at it. It was barely bleeding. I’d stitch myself up later. The bullet that grazed me was low on the list of shit to give a fuck about right now.

I shook my head as Prez yelled at us, “Get out of my fuckin’ sight. We’ll reconvene in a few days.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I quickly made my way out the door, only one destination in mind.

Joslyn.

* * *

“What’s wrong with your bike?” Victoria questioned as I got off my bike, her hip leaning on the door frame. Joslyn stood next to her, looking at me as though she was relieved I was there. “Never heard it sound so aggressive before.”

I didn’t answer her, instead looking at Joslyn. “Let’s go.”

That damn smile again, but this time it was twinged with concern. “She’s right. Did something happen?”

“Nothin’ happened.” My already thin patience was waning. It was none of Victoria’s business what I did with my bike.

Victoria snorted, crossing her arms over her chest as she gave me a pointed look. “I think you forgot I’m not in the bitch seat on motorcycles, Sarge. I’m the one in command. I know a modded engine when I hear one.”

Fuck.

Joslyn tilted her head. “Modded engine? What’s that?”

I wanted to knock that smug grin off Victoria’s face, her eyes silently telling me she knew what I did to my bike and why. “He had his engine reworked, so it will sound… different.”

Joslyn’s eyebrows furrowed. “Why would you do that?”

“Yeah, Sarge,” Victoria taunted, a cunning grin on her beige-painted lips. “Why would you do that?”

I knew letting her stay with Victoria and her loud mouth was a mistake. Should’ve dropped her off at Oakley’s… but then V wouldn’t have cared if Joslyn came and went. He only cared about keeping Oakley in his sight. He wasn’t watching Nyla, and she almost got killed for it.

Not that he gave a fuck. Everyone besides Oakley was apparently meaningless to him.

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