Chapter One
Damon
I send the text to Ryker to make sure our ride is ready once we finish up here. This job was thrown at us last minute, but Matteo jumped on the opportunity. It's like he needs to kill someone within a certain time frame or he will go insane. I slide my burner phone back into my pocket. Sawyer laughs and I turn in that direction. Matteo has this poor sap on his knees like he is about to suck his dick.
“Let’s finish this,” I demand.
Matteo sighs. “You're no fun.”
Sawyer stops laughing with his camera in his hands
when I look toward him. This is a job and as much as I would like to torture this guy, we save that for the real scum bags. We probably shouldn’t be videotaping the scene, but I need proof that the job was done. I’d rather not walk around with a severed head in my possession. I could give a rat’s ass about these scums, but I don’t plan on getting caught before we finish what we set out to do.
My phone vibrates and I know it’s Ryker. The boys are the only ones who get the number. There’s screaming and then silence. Matteo slides the knife across this man’s throat. He falls forward and a puddle of blood pools around his head. Sawyer steps back to ensure he doesn’t get blood on his boots. Matteo on the other hand, has blood all over his reaper mask. He stands there with a shit-eating grin.
“Are you done?” I ask .
“Does he look dead to you?” Matteo says in a smart tone.
I narrow my eyes. “Let’s go, Ryker’s outside.”
We go back out the way we came in, setting everything up the way we were told. We only take these jobs to have money to continue our real mission. Our clients don’t know where their money is going, just that their target is taken care of. We get a name and how they want it to be done. I couldn't care less about the other details.
“Everything go all right?” Ryker asks.
Sawer tilts the video camera and replays the last few moments of that sorry sap’s life. Ryker cringes and looks back to the road. “Are you ever going to go and help us with one of these jobs?” Matteo pushes.
“Are you going to be our driver?” Sawyer jokes with Matteo.
“And miss all the fun?”
“This is a job,” I say plainly.
“Just because it’s a job doesn’t mean we can’t make it fun,” Matteo swipes his thumb across the splattered blood that managed to get through his mask.
I ignore Matteo. “Could you have picked a more obvious car?” I ask Ryker.
“Mine is in the shop. It’s my dad’s car,” Ryker shrugs.
“I think we knew that,” Sawyer smirks.
When I told Ryker to get us a car, I didn’t mean a luxury vehicle that most people in our town can’t afford. He comes from a rich family, but we don’t need to broadcast that. I sit in silence and wait to be driven back to our place. It’s nothing fancy and I’m sure no one knows we stay here.
“I’ll pick a different car next time,” Ryker says to me .
I ignore him for the remainder of the car ride. I’m more interested in our next target. Sawyer found this guy while we were doing our weekly search. All of these people deserve to be eradicated from this earth. We intend to do just that.
We pull into Sunway Motel and pull around to the
back. I’m not sure why Ryker’s dad bought this shit hole, but I’m glad he did. Sawyer and I were sick of staying in run-down rooms. This place isn’t much better, but at least it has running water and electricity. They haven’t started the remodel of this place and from what Ryker has found out, it will be pretty nice. I suppose we will have to find another place to crash after that.
“I’m going to shower,” I say before disappearing into
the bathroom. I hear my room door open again and assume that Sawyer followed me. Matteo probably went into his room to jerk off since he is fucked up and the sight of blood thrills him. Honestly, it makes him a great asset to our group. I hear tires crunch on the gravel and know Ryker left to go home to his mansion. At first, I was on the fence about him, but Sawyer vouched for him. I knew if Sawyer could trust him then I could.
The shower curtain opens and Sawyer steps into the
shower with me. I don’t acknowledge him, and he sighs. “You know you don’t have to give me this silent treatment.”
“There’s nothing to talk about,” I say as I run myfingers through my thick hair. I feel Sawyer’s hands run down my torso and grip my cock. I open my eyes and look down to watch him take me into his mouth.
“Sawyer,” I groan.
He doesn’t stop and I’m not sure I want him to. I’m not gay and we sure as shit aren’t in a relationship. I don’t give a shit if someone is gay or straight. I just think of it as a release and I don’t care who gives it to me. Of course, my options are slim with my occupation. I don’t think I’ll ever meet someone who would want to join our group and is a woman.
Sawyer grabs my balls and squeezes them as he takes me deeper. I contemplate grabbing him and pushing him against the wall to fuck his ass, but it's too late. Sawyer hums and the vibration makes my balls tighten. Sawyer swallows every drop as I cum in his mouth.