Page 31 of The Ghost of Rage's War

“Why you asking me?” Sharp snapped.

“You are very unsettled today. Is something bothering you?”

“Boss, you’re playing mind games. You know I don’t appreciate them. Neither does Seabrooke. Give the shit a rest and pick over your enemy’s bones,” Sharp stated.

“Drake then offered me a last warning. Get out of the city and live. It won’t happen, I’m staying here and taking my city back from them. Right now, they’re trying to figure out what I’ve got planned, which will keep them chasing their tails in circles. They’ll soon be distracted, and we can continue business as usual,” Romeo announced and turned to look out the window.

None of that was fuckin’ helpful, Sharp decided. He couldn’t warn Rage because he had nothing to give them.Romeo was a fuckwit at times.

Sharp – end of January - 2019

Shit, it had become clear what Romeo had done. He’d sent in some ringers for Rage who were extorting from shops, and the entire area now hated Rage.

Sharp was back in Butler’s Beach and talking toSeabrooke, who sounded concerned.

“Rage is ripping the city apart looking for this Problem Solved team. Romeo’s already moved those out who weren’t arrested. His need for games is becoming worrying,” Seabrooke said.

“I didn’t hear that,” Sharp replied, unsure if this was being recorded.

“Sharp, you know what he’s doing, he’s unstable.”

“Shut your mouth. You better not be speaking to me from the mansion, that house is bugged to the gills. Whatever the boss says goes. We work for him. I don’t wanna hear another word,” Sharp snapped.

Something in his gut was telling him this was a setup. Seabrooke was as loyal as a fuckin’ dog. No, Romeo was testing his loyalty. Why? Had Volcano spilled the beans and informed Romeo who he really was? Sharp had too many questions and not enough answers.

Sharp cut the call as Volcano approached.

“You coming in?” he demanded.

“Yeah,” Sharp said.

“Watch your step, Grunt,” Volcano snarled as a guy walked into him.

Grunt looked alarmed at the behemoth in front of him and moved aside. But Sharp saw the hate in Grunt’s eyes. It gave Sharp pause for thought. Then he froze as a worrying scene caught his attention.

Carmelle - 1stFeb 2019

Days were turning into weeks. My hope was fading as I was exposed to the worst side of life. People read stories about this, but they paled in comparison to living it. What authors wrote in books was imaginary. This shit was too real. There was no escape from this horror story.

Sadie soon learned not to cry; she whimpered when hungry but had been terrified into not crying. Shannon was the same; my happy-go-lucky little girl had faded. We’d been here too long, and hopes of escaping had slowly diminished.

I was a shadow of my former self, and so were the girls. Even our friends and neighbours probably wouldn’t recognise us now. The bags under my eyes and the shadows in them spoke of seeing horrors nobody should witness.

The assholes that lived or visited here were animals. They had no respect for women or themselves. They drank, smoked and did drugs, and were all dirty and overweight. Some might have been attractive once, but not for years. As for the women? This was no life.

Their hair was greasy, bodies thin and wasted, track marks in their arms. The men literally would grab one passing by and force her to suck his dick or just bend her over and ram his cock inside. It was animalistic and horrific. No tenderness existed here.

I rarely left the room, too frightened, too, andVolcano reported his warnings constantly. The few times I had, I’d been groped and slapped and pulled about. Even the clothes I wore made me look like a whore. Not even as a teenager had I worn a skirt this short.

Food didn’t come regularly either, and it had been twenty-four hours since Shannon had eaten. I’d have to brave the masses to fetch her something. It would be one of the biggest mistakes of my life.

Sharp

Sharp straightened as his gaze landed on Carmelle. It had been two weeks since he’d seen her, and the woman did not look good. Right now, she was trying to get across the room, but Fangs kept reaching out and groping her. She wore a short skirt and a tank with no bra, so Fangs were grabbing her breasts and ass. Sharp noticed how she’d lost weight and had bags under her eyes.

“Shit,” he murmured as Pinch grabbed her and bent her over. He had his hands on her tits and was dry-humping her ass. Pinch groaned as he came, and Sharp was outraged and disgusted. He moved forward, but Volcano beat him. He ripped Pinch away and smashed his head against a wall. Pinch slid down it unconscious, leaving a blood smear.

Volcano shoved his face into Carmelle’s, and she cowered before him. “Get your shit and go. Now! Ididn’t say you could leave your room!”

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