Angel kept walking towards me. “Sit down for a minute, Clutch. Torch and Ledger should be here any minute with her.”
That was not going to happen. I paced the room for what felt like an hour, but was really only five minutes. So many questions swirled through my head. I needed to deal with Razor and Cage… anyone else who was involved in trying to take down the club from within and ensure that Bex is safe. I needed to find her, see her, hear her voice…
The front door burst open, and Ledger walked in first with a look of annoyance on his face. Torch followed behind him, dragging a ragged-looking Kori behind him. As someone who had named herself the queen of the club girls, she had seen better days. When Torch got to the bar, he dropped her at Angel’s feet. Angel looked at him when he noticed she was gagged and had her hands bound behind her back.
Torch shrugged, “She wouldn’t stop screeching, and the bitch has nails.”
Angel crouched down and removed the rag from Kori’s mouth, asking, “You gonna behave if I untie you?”
Kori didn’t respond, just glared at him, and I was quickly losing my patience. I pulled my gun and immediately removed the safety. The sound drew her attention to me, and the look of contempt quickly morphed into fear.
Angel stood to his full height and motioned to a prospect to bring a chair over.
“Get her in the chair.” He ordered.
The prospect paused for a moment when Kori shot him a glare.
“For fuck's sake,” Axel muttered and he stepped up, grabbing Kori by her shoulders and put her on the chair, arms still tied back behind the back rest.
Angel moved closer to her, crouching down again so they were at eye level, “You are going to tell me where Razor is.”
Kori, fucking, laughed in his face. “What are you gonna do Angel? Hit me? Beat the truth out of me?”
Angel stood, stepping back, a look on his face I hadn’t seen before. He didn’t know what to do.
I scanned the room again, and my eyes locked on Lacey.
I stepped up beside Angel, my gun out in front of me, “Lacey, get over here.”
Her eyes snapped up from her computer like she hadn’t realized that anything else was going on around them.
“I… what do you want me to do?”
“Get over here.” Angel grit out.
She stood on shaky legs and made her way over to Angel, Cypher following behind her.
Angel turned back to Kori, “Now I may not get the information out of you, but Lacey here has been helping us out and I think she can get the information we need.”
Lacey stepped back, looking uncomfortable, “I.. I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
Angel growled and then grabbed Lacey’s arm, pulling her closer, “You want to be able to stay, you need to do what you are asked. Or you can get the fuck out of my club with the rest of the whores.”
Cypher was there, pulling her out of Angel’s grip and pulling her back with him. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
With all the focus on them we’d missed the front door opening.
“You know, I had hoped disappearing would help you get your head out of your ass, brother. But it looks liked you guys are still fucking up.”
All eyes snapped to the front door, and a ragged sound came from Angel, because standing there was Mara, flanked by Dani and Meg.
Mara and Dani’s eyes were on Angel, but Meg was staring at Cypher, who too slowly released Lacey from his arms. A flicker of something passed over Meg’s face, but then she schooled it and her eyes locked on Kori.
Angel gasped again and then moved. Straight for his sister, pulling her into his arms. He was shaking as he held her tightly.
After a minute, Mara squirmed out of his hold. “You are crushing me, asshole.”
Angel stepped back, but kept his hands on Mara, as if she might disappear.