Total pages in book: 164
Estimated words: 154691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 619(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 619(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
“Fuck!” I hear Scout hiss, and I look back up at him, pocketing his phone. Whoever it is can wait.
“Law?” A hand jerks on my hoodie.
I spin around to shove whoever the fuck it is away, but it’s Lacey. She’s gasping for breath, and her face is wet. Is she crying? “I’m busy, Lace.” I dismiss her, looking back at Scout as he and his opponent circle the ring. I don’t have time for an emotional woman right now.
“Law?” She yanks on the back of my Westbrook hoodie, fucking choking me!
I turn to face her. “Lacey …”
“It’s Henley. They have her,” she rushes out.
“What? Who?” I lift my head to look around me, then look out into the crowd of Graveyard but don’t see her. “Where the fuck is she?” She had been standing right beside me earlier. How long has she been gone?
“Upstairs. In the chapel … The guy took my cell phone.” She sucks in a breath. “You have to help her, Law!”
I turn to Matthew. “Watch her.” I shove Lacey into his side and then take off, running through the crowd and taking the stairs two at a time. A few guys holler my name as I shove them out of my way, but I ignore them.
I open the doors to the chapel. Rushing in, I come to a stop as they close on their own behind me.
Henley lies on the dirty concrete floor at the front of the room. Her face is turned away from me, knees bent to the side and arms above her head.
Nicholas stands over her, his cell out and facing down. He’s either filming or taking a picture of her, but turns to face me when he hears me enter. “Law.” He smiles. “I didn’t expect company, but I guess the more, the merrier.”
“What the fuck are you doing?” I grind out.
“Playing.” He leans down, grabs a fistful of her wet hair, and yanks her to her knees. He holds her in place, and her dilated eyes meet mine. Her face, hair, and clothes are wet. She is breathing heavily, and her shirt is ripped right down the middle, exposing a red lace bra. My eyes shoot to a Yeti over by his feet, and I know. He drugged her.
“Guess you didn’t learn your lesson that we don’t share?” I arch a brow.
He chuckles and bends down next to her. “You know …” His free hand comes up and takes a fistful of her left breast. “I must give credit where credit is due, and you guys did a very good job at training your little doll.” He lets go of her and stands. Her head falls forward, causing her long dark hair to cover her face. “Although I’m not surprised, sluts want dick. Doesn’t matter whose it is.”
My teeth grind, and I start to walk toward her, but he grips her hair and yanks her back, letting her go. She falls over and lets out a moan when hitting the floor. She rolls over onto her stomach, and her hands come up to her head while she brings her knees under herself, lifting her ass up in the air.
“You gave me a show, Law. Now it’s my turn. I assure you, mine will be much more eventful.” He reaches down and undoes his jeans.
I charge him as I hear the crowd chanting Scout’s name behind me, knowing he must be pulling ahead, or he just won. My shoulder hits Nicholas’s stomach while my hands grab his legs, and I pick him up off the floor. I ram the back of him into the side of the altar. He screams out, and I take a step back. He falls to his ass and looks up at me. “You fucking …”
Gripping his head, I twist his neck, killing him instantly. His limp body falls over and onto his side on the floor.
I kneel in front of him. “You were right. That was eventful.”
“You killed him!” a man shrieks behind me.
There are more? I stand and turn around to see Nicholas’s friend Steve. He was the second guy cornering Lacey by her locker the other day. He’s got Henley on her feet in a chokehold, but she’s not fighting him like she did Rellik. Instead, her arms are down by her side. She truly is a lifeless doll.
The back door opens to the chapel, and I smile when I see my help enter.
“You think this is funny?” Steve snaps, thinking I’m smiling at him.
“It’s about to be,” I say just as Scout removes his belt. Fisting it in both of his hands, he wraps it around Steve’s neck from behind. He lets go of Henley to try to fight the belt. I rush over, catching her in my arms before she falls to the floor.