Chapter 33 No Gods, No Graves
“Mercy was buried with the first brother they lost.” The Ride to Hell- They rolled out just after midnight. No colors. No headlights. Just engines whispering like demons in the dark. The Devil’s Sons didn’t speak. They didn’t need to. Grimm led the charge in Reaper’s truck, the bed stacked with firepower: explosives, ammo crates, zip ties for any bastard unlucky enough to survive. Ace drove behind him, jaw clenched, fingers tapping against the steering wheel with a rhythm only fury could write. Sami sat beside him, her pistol loaded and checked three times. Her hair was tied back. Her lips pressed into a line. Her heart? Somewhere between fear and rage. “You don’t have to come in,” Ace said, voice low. “I do,” she answered. “He’s mine.” He didn’t argue. The Quarry- The entrance t
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