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“Exactly what you did to a young girl. To probably quite a few young girls.” I answer, his eyes going wide.

“Probably boys too I’d imagine. These pervs aren’t too particular.” Snake’s lip curls in disgust.

“I’ll go call for some help to clean up.” The Prez says, excusing himself from the room.

Once he’s gone, I order the few still in the room to tie Hugo face down across an old table still in the room. He tries to fight, but he’s no match for my club brothers.

Taking my knife from my pocket, I grab the back of his pants, making a large slice down the middle, exposing his nasty looking ass to the air. He’s screaming the whole time.

“Anyone see something we can stick in his mouth? No sense in waking up the whole town.” I chuckle.

“How about this? It should work perfectly.” Torque says jovially, handing me an old piece of cloth he found on the floor. It’s covered in dirt and rat feces.

With a grin, I start shoving it into his mouth, careful to not get my fingers too close.

“There. That’s better.” He struggles even more now, the table creaking from his weight on it. I line the pipe up in the middle of his ass and give it a heaving shove.

It does not go in easily so I get behind it and kick it with my foot. Each tiny shove forward, he howls in pain. I don’t stop though, I continue to kick it in, inch by little inch until he’s no longer screaming. He’s no longer moving.

I’m breathing heavily by the time that I’m done and he’s no longer breathing. Satisfaction zips through me knowing this mother fucker will never hurt another person, especially a child.

Looking around at my club brothers who are standing around with bored expressions, I begin to laugh, drawing all of their attention.

“Why the fuck you laughing?” Torque demands.

“I’m laughing because even with everything I just did to this piece of shit, all of you look bored as fuck.”

“Well that’s normal, right? We’re all normal, right?” Snake asks with an honest expression and I can’t stop the laughter from my mouth.

“Fucking hell, let’s go home.” I announce, heading out the door. My club brother’s right behind me.

Chapter 12

Kimmie

Standing on the porch of the cabin, I look out at the peaceful landscape. For the first time in a long while, I feel a sense of calm I never knew could exist. Hugo was finally gone, truly gone, and I was free to do whatever I wanted without fear of being found.

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