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I narrowed my eyes at the pervert. Brown little speckles appeared like little poop pebbles against his revolting aura. He was telling the truth.

I pushed out the words through my teeth. “Where. Is. My sister.”

“I’ll tell you what I know, Empress of Wrath,” Levine said. “Afteryou feed me some food.”

I curled my lip at the fucker. “That’s a no, you son of a bitch.”

“You wouldn’t mind if I licked your fingers, would you?” Levine’s smirk slimed me. “You may actually enjoy it. If not a lick, give me a whiff. In exchange for a whiff of your scent, I’ll whisper your sister’s last known whereabouts in your ear.”

For a moment, I considered it. I really did. Then Kaiintervened.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,Jack.” His voice rang cool and hard as steel. “How about you talk, and I don’t kill you?”

“You can’t kill me,” the arrogant piece of shit retorted. “We have a deal, and you gave me your word. You’re not gonna murder me in cold blood. You’re not that kind of asshole.”

Kai tilted his head. “How do you figure that?”

“You’re a fool.” The merc widened his smirk. “But you’re also a righteous fool.”

“Appearances can be deceiving.” Kai feigned a benign smile, but I saw the threat in his eyes. “People can change on a dime, especially when they’re pissed off.”

“Does that mean no food for me?” Dickface looked at me and pretended to pout. “No coffee, either?”

“You want coffee in exchange for intel on Affie’s last whereabouts?” It was my turn to stare down at the fucker. “Sure, I’ll get you coffee.”

Kai said nothing as I leaped from the chair, stomped to the kitchen, and poured a third cup of coffee.

“Milk and sugar,” the merc added. “Pretty please?”

I glowered across the room. God, how I hated the merc.

What the hell. For Affie, I’d bring Anusface coffee. The men were silent as I poured the black liquid into a mug and splashed a ton of milk into the cup. The cold milk hit the hot coffee, killing the steam. I tilted the dish and dumped half the sugar bowl into the mug. Yeah. Levine was in for a treat.

I marched across the room again.

“Cece, wait.” I paused, and Kai aimed his gun at Levine. “If you so much as touch a hair on her head, you’re gone.”

“How the fuck can I touch her when I’m packaged like a rack of lamb?” When Kai skewered him with a glare, Levine sighed. “Fine, no moving, no touching.”

I knelt next to him and held up the cup of coffee. “Tell me first.”

“Come closer.” He taunted me.

I leaned the side of my face into his mouth and held my breath, not wanting to inhale the foul air he exhaled. He smelled like moldy carpet and wet dog. He closed his eyes and sniffed the air like the predator he was, lengthening the moment, extending my anguish, reveling in it.

“Enough.” I pressed my fork against his neck and pushed the words through my clenched teeth. “Tell. Me. Now.”

“She was last spotted at…” He whispered two words in my ear.

I drew back and frowned. “Where the hell is that?”

He knocked his head, reminding me to lean into his whisper.

He murmured the words slowly. The seconds stretched into centuries. His eyes glowed, and his lips smacked in a way I found obscene. His breaths grew full and heavy, a match to his erection. With each word, he forced me to lean closer. I felt more than saw the tendrils of his aura expanding like cold and clammy tentacles, reaching out, curling around me, wafting with the putrid scent of death and decay.

I fought the nausea, leaned back, and studied the man’s rotten energy once more. He was telling the truth. I now knew where to start looking for Affie. But could I get to her before Li found her?

I straightened on my feet.