Darrius
Shit! Malcolm is gonna ta kill her. After all the talk he'd given us about protecting her and she possibly being the rightful queen. And as much as I didn't give a f**k, I had to tell him the truth. If she was going to die, it would be because of what she was and did, not an untruth.
I clapped a hand down on his forearm squeezing until he glanced over at me. "Let 'er go. She's nae responsible for Simeon's disappearance."
"How do you know?" He eased his hold but didn't let go of her throat.
For his trouble, she kicked him in the groin, and he sank to his knees, gasping for breath.
Her fist aimed for my solar plexus. I tossed up an arm, fending off her attack.
"You fuckers!" She did a roundhouse kick followed by an elbow to my side.
"Stop," I bellowed, not wanting to hurt her,
