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“I’m trying to see. I’ve had the camera feed on your apartment up since I got the call. Almost there. Hold on.” Dark hair fell forward as his finger moved across the screen of his phone. Men were walking up in uniforms with medical bags.
“Master, we need to see the slave.”
“She’s…cut up or something. Holes. She’s covered in fucking holes.”
I stood us up, and blood raced down her legs, dripping steadily onto the floor. It had Elec’s head shooting up. He surged forward, grabbing her face and angling it from side to side. He zeroed in on her neck, cursing as he went back to his phone. Back and forth his head shook.
“Jesus.”
“Who the fuck is it?”
He took a step back, seconds passing as he watched the footage. “I did not give the okay for this admission. I challenged it, and I had good reason to.”
“Who the fuck is it?”
“It’s me.”
My eyes jerked to the door and Margaret screamed, wrestling through the doctor’s hold to fly back into my arms. I knew I was still moving forward with her hanging on. I could even recall Elec and the High Leader grabbing to me as I took in the cocky ass grin from Jett LaRoe.
“Let go of me.”
Margaret was pulled free, only making me drag Elec and Nineteen a few steps before they could stop me.
“You hurt my slave?”
“Let’s be honest, Rivers. I bid on her first. I let you have her. She wants me.”
“N-No. No. He’s lying. I’ve never seen him before.”
“I’m going to fucking kill you, Jett.”
“Seb.” Elec’s head shook but stopped as Melissa appeared in the doorway. If she was concerned over her son’s wellbeing, she didn’t show it.
“I must apologize for Jett. He told me what happened as we headed to dinner. It appears he got carried away during…relations with your slave.”
“He pushed his way in, Melissa. He attacked her.” Elec grabbed tighter to my bicep. “I just watched the video. He broke into this apartment, and he’ll face the board for it.”
“She likes it like that. Don’t you,Maggie.”
The rumble that left me was so deep as I dragged Elec and the High Leader closer to the door.
“Don’t you say her name. Don’t you fucking say either of their names. You think you’re getting away with this because your mommy’s big shit, but let me tell you something kid, I will ride this to the fucking execution stage outside. There’s an axe out there with your name on it. If I can’t have your life, I’ll make sure the one you live outside of these walls are ruined. I don’t give a fuck who you are in the circle. There’s a line you don’t cross, and you fucking sailed right over it. If you think I’m bluffing, turn and ask Mommy just how much trouble you’re in.”
Jett’s face was hard as he glanced up to her. Fear, yes, but also a smugness I was dying to wipe off his face.
“Main Master, we need to take her in. She may be bleeding internally. We won’t know until we do a scan.”
Elec nodded, holding to me tighter as I tried to get to Jett.
“Nineteen, take him to Hell Row. He can wait there as I collect the evidence.”
“Fuck you,” Jett exploded. “You can’t take me there. My Mom’s more important than you are. Just because you run this place doesn’t mean you’re really the one in charge. You’ll see. You really want to put your replacement in Hell Row? Try it and find out what happens.”
A deep laugh came from Elec as he looked between Melissa and Jett.
“My replacement?” More Elec laughed. “Wow. I could almost believe that you actually buy into that. You don’t have the temperament for a Main Master, nor the smarts. The only one you’re replacing is Master Ninety-two. Nineteen, take him to Hell Row. Swap them out.”
The blond-haired High Leader let go of me, nodding as he and two guards headed over, grabbing Jett.