Page 6 of Skyla

“No, no, no, Sky. Back off. If I wanted him comfortable, I wouldn’t have shot him.”

Rough hands pulled me off the floor and shoved me out from behind the bar. Fang leaned against it, still casually pointing the gun at Kramer, who was now held between two Legion members. Every single one of the warlocks was packing heat.

What the fuck was happening? This was No Man’s Land. This didn’t happen here. It wasn’tallowedto happen here.

“Where is it, K?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Fang laughed and lifted the gun, leaned across the bar, and struck him so hard across the face, I heard the sickeningthudof the hit. “Let’s not lie to each other right now. It’ll be easier for everyone. So you’re going to tell me where the shipment is, and I’ll decide whether I’m going to let you live.”

He was too calm. In all my years here, I knew one thing. The calm ones were always the most dangerous.

Always.

While their attention was still diverted, I unlocked my phone and texted Maggie.

Legion at Crimson Petal. Guns. They shot K. Cross your fingers.

“The shipment’s not here,” K groaned. “I passed it on to your guy. Exactly like I said I would.”

“Well,we never received it. And considering how much that fucking fae coke is worth, I’m not inclined to believe you.”

Cocaine.

Ice hardened around me, the temperature dropping like I’d stepped outside in zero degrees. The Legion were trafficking cocaine?Faecocaine? Drugs were the Shadows’ territory. Everyone knew it. Literally written into the treaty. The Shadows had the drugs, the Legion had the guns, and everything else was fair game.

And even if you could get away with dealing something, you didn’t touch the faery coke. The Legion and K were idiots or had a death wish. Maybe both.

“Where is it?”

K shook his head. “I don’t know. I swear.”

“Fine. I believe you. But youarethe last person who had it. So here’s how this is going to go. You’re going to pay us for the missing shipment. Then, you’re going tofindthe shipment, and we’re going to take that, too. Otherwise, I’ll just kill you now.”

No one in the room breathed. Clementine was standing frozen on the stage, and Jessie stood in the door to the back hall. There were so many of them, and so much firepower, we could all be dead in seconds.

Kramer was paler than a sheet. “I don’t have that kind of money here. But I can go get it. Bring it back.”

Every member of the Legion laughed, including Fang. “Like I’m just going to let you walk out of here and trust that you’ll come back? No. We’ll tag along.”

“No.” K straightened. “I’m not going to lead you straight to a place where No Man’s Land money is kept. Especially when you’re shattering the laws.”

Fang looked around and shrugged, fixing his eyes on me and the others. “No one’s going to tell, right?”

I’d already told, and I wasn’t about to volunteer that. If I weren’t so outnumbered I’d try to help. The Crimson Petal had weapons. But there waszerochance here.

“I’ll give you collateral,” K said quietly. “And come back with the money. Iswear to you.”

I watched Fang’s eyes narrow. “What could you possibly have in this crappy club worth more than the shipment?”

“Her.” My entire body went rigid as K’s eyes found mine, already full of regret. “Take her as collateral. She’s half-fae. You know how much a hybrid is worth.”

Every eye in the club was now locked on me, and every man in sight was ravenous. The air brimmed with hunger, rage, and desire. Kramer had just stabbed a metaphorical knife right between my shoulder blades and was watching me bleed out on the floor.

The protection of No Man’s Land didn’t mean shit to men like this. And he’d just made me the warlocks’ shiny new toy.

Fuck.

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