IMPERFECT MONSTER by Bene Jennifer

Author:Bene, Jennifer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-20T05:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Andre

It was evening when I got back to the house, the orange-gold light painting the pale façade, but there was something menacing about it. As if the spacious lawn was on fire and the flames were creeping toward the house, preparing to engulf it and return everyone inside to Hell. A fitting end to all of the devils inside, but I’d need to be in there for it to be right.

And she’d need to be out here. Alive and free.

Wishful fucking thinking. Digging in Nicky’s bag, I returned the gun to the back of my pants and climbed out of the truck. I had to get my head on straight. Walking into Paulo García’s house with anything less than complete focus would be suicide, and that meant I had to stop imagining killing them all.

The second I opened the front door, I heard the laughter, the loud voices in the front room — too many voices. Stepping past the entryway, I saw them around the poker table and let the cold wash over me and erase everything I’d seen in Nicky’s apartment from my mind.

“Hola, Andre! Join us!” Samuel was grinning, leaning back in his chair to wave me over, and there was no way to avoid it. As much as I wanted to go upstairs to Nicky, I had to make an appearance or I wouldn’t be able to figure out what the fuck was going on.

“¿Qué onda, güey? What’s with the purple bag?” Nicolás asked as I approached, and a second later everyone was looking at me.

“Clothes for the girl,” I answered, keeping my voice level as usual. Having the brothers here already wasn’t a good sign, it meant Paulo was planning something soon. Very soon. As I looked around the room I saw Luis on the couch with Paulo in the chair closest to him. They’d clearly been talking. Shit.

“Yeah, we heard about this girl. Muy bonita, yes? Diego says you won’t share her?” Samuel laughed.

“No, he won’t,” José answered for me. “We didn’t even get to have any fun with her yesterday. Just scared her a little.” He leaned forward on the table, lifting his chin a bit. “Why does the puta need clothes, cuadro?”

“I tore the ones she was wearing.”

The brothers laughed loudly, José chuckled, and I even caught the hint of a smile on Paulo’s face, but Diego sneered. “She’s just a set of holes. Why you getting shit for her like some little bitch?”

“Diego, you still got blue balls?” Nicolás grinned, but Diego growled and shoved himself back from the table to head to the bar. The look he gave me promised pain — for him, if he was dumb enough to make a move.

“Cuadro, come and sit.” Paulo beckoned and I obeyed like a good little soldier. Luis gestured to the couch beside him, and I dropped Nicky’s bag to the floor.

“Hola, Luis.” I shook his hand when he offered it and sat beside him.

“It has been a while, Andre. Six months?” Luis was stoic, level-headed, and not a man I minded spending time around.

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