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group. Nicole was making preparations to leave us. She let it slip one night while we were up late drinking. Of course I had to tell Nadia. I loved Nicole, but I love the group more.”
    Mike’s brow creased. “Did you know Nadia would order her death?”
    “ Of course. The only way out of the group is death. It’s one of the rules we swear to obey when we pledge our allegiance to Satan and the Diabolical Conspiracy.”
    Mike stared at her.
    Man, this just doesn’t get any saner.
    He searched her face, studying its pleasing contours for anything that might hint at the madness behind the pretty façade. But there was nothing. It was the same face he’d dreamed about for so many months. He thought about how much he’d enjoyed the simple act of talking to her, how often he’d savored that sweetly lilting quality in her voice. Reflecting on that now filled him with a deep, seemingly infinite sadness. He had thought she was a good person. A kind person. But it had all been an act. That person hadn’t actually existed. She was good. Really, really good. It had been an Oscar-worthy performance, for sure. He didn’t even want to talk to her now. Didn’t care about anything she had to say. There was nothing she could tell him that wouldn’t just be more insanity. So his mind was made up. He would lie here quietly, ignoring her until she went away again.
    Well, that was his intent…for maybe half a minute.
    But something was niggling at his brain.
    “ Hold on. How is it Nadia is in charge? Why not you or Blake? Surely one of you was the original leader.”
    Marnie shook her head. “No. Nicole was our leader in the beginning. But she lost her way.”
    Meaning she got tired of playing at being a devil worshipper, most likely.
    “ Nadia was always my finest discovery. She saw how things were going wrong and challenged Nicole. A vote was called. Nicole lost.”
    “ And died.”
    Marnie nodded. “Yes. And died. It was the right move. The Diabolical Conspiracy has never been stronger. With Nadia at the helm, we are close to achieving many of our most important goals.”
    Mike considered querying her about the nature of those goals, but decided it was pointless. He’d only get more of that vague nonsense about doing evil stuff and didn’t have the patience for listening to any more of that bullshit.
    Marnie’s hand came away from his face and moved slowly down the length of his torso, stopping at the crotch of his jeans, where she cupped him and…squeezed.
    Mike thought, Wait just a second here. This is…interesting.
    Marnie smiled. “You like?”
    Before he could answer, she squeezed him again, applying more pressure as she elicited a helpless groan from him.
    She laughed. “You like.”
    Mike heaved a breath.
    He liked. He liked a hell of a lot.
    But even as he savored the sensations caused by her physical ministrations, he was cognizant of being manipulated yet again. She was too aware of how intensely he desired her and obviously had no qualms about exploiting that desire. On one level, it galled him that he could fall prey to those desires after all she had done. The more noble part of him screamed at him to rebel against what was happening, to fill his head with thoughts of the most un-erotic things he could imagine. But it wasn’t working. She was too good. Too pretty. Too…too Marnie . She kept working at him and very soon had coaxed him to rigid, painful hardness.
    Then her hand came away from him and her expression was carefully blank again. “Would you like to know why I’m doing this, Mike? Why I’m even talking to you?”
    He was breathing hard and had to swallow a lump in his throat before he could speak again. “Not really. You’re probably gonna tell me anyway, though.”
    She leaned over him, putting her face very close to his. He felt her breath against his cheeks and had to choke down another lump in his throat. “I had a talk with Nadia while you were unconscious. Haven’t you wondered why