“Oh, that makes sense. Wait a minute. Why aren’t you surprised they sent me?”
Each of the twins grab one of my arms, lifting my feet from the floor.
“Because we’re not. The Scorpions are always looking for information. They’re nothing but a bunch of thieving cowards.” Cole stops and looks at his brother. “She’s not their usual type.” His head nods in my direction.
“What do you mean by that?” I ask, trying to peel his fingers from my bicep.
“Well, you’re …”
“Dull. Tiffany already established that.”
The two of them laugh, tipping their heads back in exactly the same way.
“I was going to say sweet,” Carson says.
I stop fighting them. “Sweet?”
“You remind us of our sister.”
“Well, yeah, I mean, I am sweet. That’s why you should let me go. I mean, if your sister was in this situation, you would want someone to let her go, wouldn’t you?”
“If our sister was in this situation, we’d be doing the exact same thing we’re doing with you.”
“Please let me go. The Scorpions are going to kill me anyway. I really don’t need to face … Rage.” I swallow hard, thinking about his fingers in my mouth.
“If that’s true, you shouldn’t be in such a hurry to leave. You’re safer here with us than out on the street.”
I roll my eyes.Sure I am. Do they really expect me to believe they are worried about my safety? Who are they trying to kid?
A few people look at us as we walk down the block, but no one looks long enough to notice I’m being forced against my will. In fact, no one pays me any attention at all. The two brothers are giants. Everyone’s focus is on them.
We stop in front of another brick building with a sign on the front that readsThe Rage Cage.
Carson knocks on the glass door, and I spot Rage walking toward us from across the room. I dig my heels into the ground, trying to back away.
Cole unlocks the cuffs but keeps me securely by his side. “Calm down. He’s not as mean as he looks.”
“Sure he isn’t.”
Rage scowls at the three of us as he opens the door, like we’re somehow bothering him. You’d never know he was the one who insisted I be brought to him by the way he’s looking at me.
“The Scorpions sent her to gather intel. They want to know when our next shipment is going through.”
The expression on Rage’s face doesn’t change.
“Anyway, we got her set up at the Inn. Tiff wasn’t very happy about it,” Carson tells him.
Still nothing changes on the man’s face. Maybe something’s wrong with him, and his face is frozen like that. It’s a shame, because he might be attractive if, and this is a big if, he smiled.
“Okaaay,” Cole says, laughing under his breath. “What do you need from us?”
Rage’s gaze bounces between the two of them. “Go through her shit and get Wizz to run a background on her.”
“I’m right here, you know?”
His eyebrows pull together. “Which chapter of the Bloody Scorpions sent you?”
“The one my brother owed money to.”