Page 46 of Sinful King

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Page 46 of Sinful King

“Fuck you!” she screamed back.

My gaze bounced between them as they began to curse one another to hell.

“No, fuck you…” he jerked against his restraints and hissed in pain, but still managed to keep going. “Disloyal, bitch.”

I held my hand out and Liam cranked the saw I’d been itching to use, putting a stop to their lovers quarrel immediately. The sound alone had the blood draining from Frank’s already pale face.

“Thought you might say that.”

My words were barely audible over the loud harsh buzzing.

I shrugged and took the saw, pulled my face covering down and sliced it clean through his left leg. As it hit the floor, chain still attached to the ankle, I grinned.

But then Frank passed out and disappointed me.

I lifted my face mask with a sigh. “He couldn’t even take losing a limb?”

Lorcan took the saw but neither him nor his brother responded to my question.

I’ll take that as a yes.

“I-I-I can tell you.”

The squeak of Mrs. Maloney’s voice reminded me she was here and I turned after taking the pistol from Liam’s waistband.

“Oh, you can?”

She nodded and I approached, enjoying the look of horror on her face. The white jumpsuit I wore had her husband’s blood and skin tissue all over it.

“Don’t look at the blood,” I ordered. “Look at me. He had two other men with him. Who were they?”

“Hi-His cousin Mikey and their friend Jonas. They live in the same apartment building as us, ninth floor.”

I hummed.

“And the person they’re working for?”

“P-P-Pastor Phillips.”

I kneeled in front of her and she started to struggle in the restraints binding her wrists and ankles.

“You know he said fuck you because he’s aware of your affair with Steel.”

Her eyes bucked.

“Who-Who’s Steel?”

I frowned.

“You didn’t know the man you’ve been fucking for…”

I snapped my finger and Liam answered for me.

“Three years, two months and five days.”

“… three years, two months and five days is a criminal? We call him Steel. He’s quite the little bitch but I have to let my wife handle him or she’ll chain me up like Frankie back there.”

The thought of it made my lips curl.


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