“Fuck yes!” Santos yells as we come in the door. “You got her!” “You got me, fuckers.” I turn and face Zander and Blaze, taking my knife out of my pocket and flipping it in my hand. “Do we tie her down?” Darius asks, and I raise both eyebrows at Zander. I turn around quickly and fling my knife, watching as it sails toward Darius’ head. It nicks his cheek before continuing past and slamming into the plastered wall. “I fucking dare you to try, bitch,” I snarl. Darius touches his cheek and looks at the blood on his hand with shock. “I think I just came,” Santos groans and drops down onto the
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