Full-out War

Azalea. A shriek escaped me as I got jarred awake by something dragging me upright by my hair. "Ow. What are you—let me go!" "You better fucking talk, now!" Dante growled against my ear, his breath dancing hot across the side of my face. I reached up to pull my hair loose from his grip, but to no avail. "Where are they?" "Who?" I cried out as he pulled me back. "I don't know! Ow. Stop!" "One of my best fucking friends is dying because of those sick fucks. And if you don't start talking, there's a special kind of hell waiting just for you." "I. Don't know." I bit out. "Didn't you do the background check? I told you I'm innocent in all of this!" "Oh, are you, hay?" His lips almost touched my ear as he hissed in a low tone. "Explain to me how the fuck you coincidentally moved to the town this shit Barry's brother works—as a cop, no less." My eyes bulged and the panic I felt turned to ice. "Wait, what?" "Don't act so surprised, princess," he snarled. "You knew fucking well that he's workin