Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

Another waitress from the club was dead, and Luna found this one, too.

I wasn’t a cop and even

I knew Luna was looking pretty damn suspicious. Thank God she had a fucking alibi for both murders, or she would be really fucked.

“Why is this happening in our town?” Greta asked.

We watched a cop move one of the barriers at the driveway, and an ambulance drove in.

No lights.

No urgency.

“No fucking clue,” Frost growled. “Two girls dead who work at Sultry Knights. That seems like a coincidence or a fucking pattern.”

I was thinking the same damn thing. As soon as Luna had told me Tanya was dead, my stomach dropped. Someone was killing the waitresses at Sultry Knights, and we had no fucking idea why.

“Did either of you know Tanya?” I asked Frost and Greta.

Greta shook her head. “Last night was my first night back in a long time. I don’t know any of the girls, and Tanya called out last night.”

Frost shook his head. “I knew who she was but just like Bunny, I didn’t really know her.”

We again knew absolutely fucking nothing.

My gut told me to wait to call King, but I had done that last time and gotten my balls busted for it. I pulled out my phone out and hit send.

I hated to admit it, but I was out of my league.

Reva looked up at me.

“I’ll be right back.”

I walked away from the group and waited for the call to connect.

“Yo.”

Half of me hoped he wouldn’t answer and I wouldn’t need to tell him there was another dead girl.

“King.”

The line was silent. I swallowed and waited for him to say something.

“What’s wrong?” he demanded.

Of course he would know something was wrong by me saying one fucking word. How in the hell did he do that? “Uh, well, I’m over on Highland road by Bruno’s.”

“You calling to tell me what you’re eating for dinner?”

I cleared my throat. “No. I was calling to tell you across the street from Bruno’s, another one of the waitresses from Sultry Knights was murdered.”

“Mother fucking son of a bitch,” King thundered.

I shared the same sentiment. “I don’t know much other than what I just told you. The police are still inside the apartment.”

“Well, thank fuck you grew some fucking common sense and called me right away.’

It was more like I didn’t want to get my ass chewed, but if he wanted to think that, that was fine. “Luna found the body. Again.”