Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“Who summoned those sickos?” Blaine asks.
“I did,” I say, smirking.
“You rang?” Dylan says as he approaches, throwing a lighter up and down. “It’s been too long since our last barbecue.”
Caleb furrows his brows. “Barbecue? Are you for real?”
“Of course, I am,” he responds. “Caleb something …”
“Preston,” Caleb grits, visibly annoyed. “How could you already forget—”
“Because I don’t care.” Dylan narrows his eyes.
“Well fuck you too,” Caleb retorts.
“I just have poor memory, don’t take it personal,” Dylan mutters.
Alistair waves at me and smiles awkwardly. “So who are we killing?”
“Well, that’s one way to say hi,” Blaine says, then he focuses on the last of Penelope’s boyfriends. “And who are you?”
“Felix,” Penelope says.
“I’m only here because of her, so I hope for you it’s worth my fucking time,” he says, cracking his knuckles. “As long as there’s people to kill, I’m happy. Where are we going?”
“That’s all I wanted to hear,” Blaine muses. “Torres Casino downtown.”
Dylan makes a face. “Wait, isn’t that Kai’s—”
“Yes,” I reply. “It is. Is that a problem?”
He shrugs. “Not my problem if Kai hates us all.”
“He won’t,” I say. “He already knows.”
“And he’d let us bust up the place without making a fuss?”
“Yes.” Kai’s voice makes us all turn around.
And I’m not the only one shocked that both Nathan Reed and Milo Fletcher have also joined him.
“This had better be worth it, if I have to join up with those fuckers again,” Nathan says, as he approaches me, and I run to hug him.
“You came,” I say.
“Of course, I did. I told you, you call me when you need help, and I’ll be fucking there. I don’t fucking care what it is.”
“Fuck. Not these guys too,” Alistair says, rolling his eyes like he’s already tired before the fighting has started.
“Wait, you have some issues with them?” I ask Alistair.
“Duh, they’ve been fucking around with Felix’s sister,” Dylan answers.
“Hi, Blaine!” Milo says, waving like he’s happy to see him.
When I pull back and see Nathan staring at Felix and Kai at Dylan, I just know this whole thing is going to be awkward as hell. Half of these guys hate each other’s guts, and the only thing keeping them from slaughtering each other is us girls.
“Don’t start fighting, please,” I say.
“I won’t,” Nathan promises.
“I can’t promise I won’t,” Felix quips.
“Play nice,” Penelope tells him.
“You still owe me a finger,” Nathan grits back.
Kai throws him a glare, making him back down. “Don’t. Not now.”
“So who are we killing?” Milo asks, throwing around his nunchucks like he’s mentally preparing himself.
“Wait, what about Crystal?” Dylan asks.
“What about me?” I reply, folding my arms.
“Well … isn’t this like a little too much for you? I mean, you don’t have to come. It must be a shock to see us with all of these weapons,” he says, pointing at the weapon’s stash.
I shrug. “Nope.”
Alistair frowns. “None at all?”
I fish two knives out of the stash and chuck them at both of them, catching them off guard.
Dylan smirks. “Whoa, where’d you learn those moves?”
I point at Blaine who grins smugly and then wriggles his brows.
“I’m impressed,” Alistair says.
“Thank you, thank you.” Blaine bows.
“Hey now, don’t take all the credit,” I say, shoving my elbow into his side.
A motorcycle drives up to the Tartarus House, and black hair spills from a helmet as it’s pulled off. “Did I hear the word kill?”
Lana commands attention the second she steps off her motorcycle and approaches the group, and I hug her too. “Thank you.”
“Don’t say thank you yet. I haven’t killed anyone.” She snorts. “But I’m ready for whoever we’re going to murder.” She opens up her coat, revealing all the weapons she brought with her.
No wonder those Phantom boys wanted her so badly.
“And I can’t wait to watch you do it,” Milo says, all swoony.
God, I love my friends.
“We’re going into the Torres Casino,” I say, and I show everyone a picture of the location in Crescent Vale City on my phone. “There will be a ton of guards at every exit, and they’re heavily armed.”
“Right. No problem.” Dylan says, licking his lips.
“We’ll butcher them,” Felix adds, chucking his knife up and down.
Butcher? Jesus. Wish Penelope would’ve warned me about her guys.
“Hello, has no one thought of our disguises?” Lana says.
“Disguise?” Alistair frowns.
Lana gives him a deadpan look. “You think you’ll get away with murdering everyone at a casino downtown?”
“Oh shit … I hadn’t actually thought about that,” Dylan mutters, tapping his lip.
“I had,” Caleb says, and he pulls a few masks from the car and chucks them on the ground. “Grab one each.”
Penelope picks it up from the ground and stares at it. “Is this what I think it is?”
“This has the Bones Brotherhood emblem on it,” Milo says.
“Yes. Exactly the point,” Caleb says. “Do I have to spell it out?”
Lana begins to smirk. “You want us to pretend we’re Bonesmen to set them up against each other.”