My Princess Terror | 𝔍𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔞

Chapter 9

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With Damien and Carson joining us, the space is a little cramped in the security room.

We're all watching as people arrive at Chaerin's mansion for the auction.

From the underground chatter, we've learned there are four virgins up for sale. There's no way Jennie will be able to get to all of them before they leave Columbia.

I've reached out to one of my contacts from the Ruin – a syndicate in Desolate, New York, to get more information on the virgins for me.

I check my phone, and not seeing a reply from my contact, I impatiently shake my head. I hate waiting for information.

"What are you thinking?" Bambam asks.

"Jennie won't be able to free all the girls," I murmur.

Carson shakes his head. "I'm still trying to process the fact that Jennie's working against Chaerin. I seriously never saw that coming."

"If she's as good as us, she might be able to free all four," Damian voices his opinion. "But she'll have to move fast with absolutely nothing going wrong."

I glance from our brothers to Bhuwakul, then say, "Unless we help her."

"We don't know who she'll be going after first, Carson says, shaking his head.

"She hasn't disabled the tracker on her motorcycle." My eyes find Bambam's. "And she'll probably go for the youngest two."

"That's what I'd do," Damien agrees.

I nod, then say, "We'll go after the oldest two of the group."

Just then, the message I've been waiting for finally comes through, and I hurry to open it.

Thank fuck. It's everything we need.

I put the information up on one of the bigger screens, and seeing the faces of the four girls makes anger start to simmer in my chest.

If there's one thing I hate, it's people preying on young girls.

Just like my father preyed on my mother.

It's something I've kept from Carson in an attempt to protect him from our sordid past.

Bambam points to one of the girls. "Damien and Carson can follow this girl while you and I will take the other one."

I glance at the younger two, hoping Jennie will be able to get to them in time. Then, getting up from the chair, I say, "Let's get ready."

It only takes us five minutes to gear up, and then we leave the house. We test the earpieces we're wearing before Carson and Damien head to their SUV.

When I slide behind the steering wheel of our vehicle, I wait for Bambam to shut the door behind him, then say, "Hopefully, we'll gain some ground with Jennie by helping her."

He pulls on his safety belt then chuckles, "Yeah, I wouldn't hold my breath."

As I steer the SUV onto the road, Carson follows us. We head toward compound and park the SUVs down the street. Then, bringing up the camera's footage of the grounds and entrance of the mansion on my phone, we wait for the bidders to leave with their purchases.

Bambam has the camera showing the back of the property on his phone. "Jennie just snuck out. Reckless with all the guards."

I glance at his phone and then look up the street, just in time to see her running away from the compound.

You can do it, little one.

My lips tug up into a smile as another burst of admiration for her fills my chest.