Page 19 of The Ghost of Rage's War

When they parked up, Sharp beat the shit out of them both. His anger knew no bounds. An innocent woman had got killed. Sharp didn’t know if he couldswim in filth anymore. Once he’d left them both unconscious, Sharp made his way back to his apartment. There, he got legless as he kept seeing Silvie’s terrified eyes.

Anderson

“Silvie Stanton is alive, brother. She survived but is in a coma. Rage and Washington are on a warpath. Between the two of them and Artemis, there won’t be a stone left unturned.”

“I failed, Anderson, fuckin’ hell. No innocents were meant to get hurt on my watch,” Sharp replied quietly.

“You couldn’t have foreseen this. From what I’m hearing, she was on a night out and overheard the conversation,” Anderson responded.

“Fuck bro, you should have seen her eyes,” Sharp said, sounding tortured.

“Don’t do this, brother. Look at me. We’ll bring them all down and get revenge for Silvie.”

“I need to see her,” Sharp murmured, looking out over the Black Hills.

“You can’t. Rage is all over that hospital. You’ll be spotted,” Anderson replied.

“Take her for an x-ray. I need to see her,” Sharp insisted.

“Is Silvie Stanton worth blowing your cover for?” Anderson demanded, irate.

“Silvie’s the reason I’m doing this. I’m undercover to bring down an asshole gang of thugs to protect innocents. Silvie is an innocent, brother. Get me in there. I’ve given you multiple arrests over the years, you owe me. This was meant to be two years, I’m still fuckin’ up to my neck in shit. The bureau owes me!” Sharp yelled.

Anderson studied his brother before nodding.

Sharp

He touched Silvie’s bandaged hand gently with a finger.

Silvie’s eyes remained closed, and she was so damn pale. Sharp swallowed the bitterness of his guilt.

“I beat their asses, sweet girl. They’re in a worse state than you. And I’ll keep fuckin’ beating them. I’m so sorry, baby, this wasn’t meant to happen to you,” Sharp whispered. A silent tear trickled down his cheek and dropped onto Silvie’s hand.

Sharp reached over, kissed Silvie’s forehead, and brushed her hair away from her face.

This shit had to end.

Three weeks later

Tonight, Sharp would kill Pinhead. Despite Sharp’sorders, he’d gone after Silvie. Sharp was racing out towards where they’d discovered Silvie was living. Fuckin’ Dark Souls of Lucifer. Pinhead had signed his death warrant, and Sharp planned to be the one to put a bullet in his head. Sharp left his bike hidden as he approached Apache’s home and heard gunshots.

Pinhead—the prick—was already here.

As he neared, Sharp saw Silvie run into the trees. Pinhead and others followed her. He hissed under his breath as he ran after them. Silvie had a weapon and was firing behind her as she ran. Fuck me, that damn woman!

Sharp noticed someone else chasing Silvie and recognised the cop Rage had been seen with. Right, Sharp wasn’t sure about the officer’s character, but his main concern was Silvie. Cursing, he chased after them and saw the cop grab Silvie and cover her mouth. Sharp raised his weapon when Silvie nodded. Silvie slumped in his arms, relieved.

Sharp decided to let him live for a while longer.

Silvie and… Ramirez, Sharp thought his name was, spoke for a few moments when Pinhead appeared. Sharp raised his gun as Pinhead knocked Ramirez out with a tree branch and fired.

Silvie and Pinhead also shot at the same time.

And Sharp raced forward.

His shot had taken Pinhead straight through the side of his head while Silvie had nicked his arm. Silvie took off running as she saw people heading her way, and Sharp chased after her.

As he closed in, he lunged and took Silvie down,cradling her fall. Silvie went crazy in his arms, fighting him, and Sharp pinned her quickly.

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