Page 148 of Injustice and Absolution

Draven grabs the back of her neck and presses the barrel of the gun to her head as they leave.

“Slowly, walk toward me.” Ethan obeys my order this time, placing one foot carefully in front of the other.

I walk backward out of the office with my eyes trained on the bouncer very carefully. When we’re in the hallway, I order Chubbs to remove the gun from Ethan’s waistband and check him for any other weapons.

When he comes up clean, I nod my head toward the main floor. “Get out there.”

Saxon leads the bouncer out into the club, stopping when he gets to Draven, Atticus, and the woman.

“Both of you on your knees, now.”

Ethan shows no sign of emotion, his angry snarl now gone. The woman has the audacity to cry as she lowers herself to the ground.

Her tears ignite my fury, and I lash out at her. Fisting her hair, I lower my face to hers and press my gun to her temple.

“When Delilah cried because she was scared of what you sick fucks were making her do, what did you do?”

She doesn’t answer, she only trembles as she sobs.

“Did you fucking help her?”Letting my demon take over, I scream in her face, scaring more tears from her. “No. You didn’t. You sat in that office, getting off on the idea of all the money she was going to make the three of you. Delilah told me all about it. Delilah, who is now safe once again, and far away from the two of you.”

She whimpers when I tighten my grip on her hair before finally letting her go.

“And you...” I stand to my full height over the beast of a man at my feet. A vicious growl I’ve never heard before rumbles in my chest. “You scared her. Youtouchedher.”

His eyes move to mine, and he knows I’m talking about the attack at Mathieu.

“You watched as she was forced to ingratiate the vile, disgusting men who paid for her. Money that you greedily lusted after. Money you’renevergoing to get to enjoy.”

Lowering my gun, I fire a shot directly at his dick. Josie screams as he lowers his hands, cupping his ruined appendage. His body flops to the side as he groans in pain.

Josie hyperventilates next to him, dropping her arms and watching him as he jerks in pain on the ground.

“Saxon, Crew, go get the gas canisters from the alley out back. Someone will have heard the shots. We need to move quickly.”

When they leave, I give Josie my next command.

“On your stomach, hands behind your head.”

Shakily, she listens to me. When she’s flat on the ground, I shoot her twice, once in the back of each knee, ensuring she won’t be able to walk out of here after we’ve completed the next part of our plan.

Walking to Ethan, I kick his body over so he’s flat on his back. His weight shifts, but he doesn’t loosen his grip on his dick. I fire two more shots, shattering his kneecaps and rendering his escape impossible as well.

Saxon enters the room again from the hallway, a canister of gasoline in his hand. I watch as Crew follows him, walking backward and pouring the accelerant on the floor as he goes.

“Get everywhere you can, making sure you save plenty for these two.” I nod to the two fucks screaming in pain on the ground.

I don’t have enough time to kill them the way I would like. But there’s no way in hell I’m giving them a slow death. Crew and Saxon work to spread the gas over the expanse of the club.

My goal isn’t a cover-up. It’s not to try to hide the fact that this was murder or arson. I don’t care that their bodies will be found. I don’t care if they’re able to be identified or anything else like that. My only goal is to completely annihilate every dark spot in Delilah’s life, arming her with the knowledge that she never has to worry about it closing in on her again.

The sounds of Josie and Ethan choking on the gas as it splashes into their eyes and mouths becomes part of the symphony I’m composing in Delilah’s honor.

When I light the match, throwing it on them as they cling to one another, their screams of terror and agony tickle my eardrums, joining all the other notes I’ve added to this composition.

I let the smoke surround me, waiting until the fire has pulled every dying sound from them before I back out of the club and walk down the street to my awaiting truck.

CHAPTER FIFTY

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