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“You knew. You knew what my dad did to me, and nothing helped. So why, when I know nothing will work, would I botherwasting my breath in saying something all the while knowing you don’t care. You wouldn’t have given a shit.”

Chief Klein narrowed his eyes at Lance.

Garrick just stayed silent...

That was until the next words that came from Lance’s mouth.

“She’s on meds. She needs a tough hand.”

At those words, Garrick looked at Chance, “Get me the biggest adjustable wrench we have.”

Chance smirked, and moments later, he handed it to Garrick.

‘A good man is that one who always makes you feel beautiful and like you are the only thing that matters.

– Garrick’s Secret Thoughts

Chapter 16

Garrick

“No, what she needs is to give me the go-ahead and bury your motherfucking ass six feet under,” I growled as I twirled the wrench in my hand.

The thirty-inch wrench in my hand was going to be used in a new way.

“Garrick.” Chief Klein said.

I looked at him. “No.”

Then I looked at Lance. “Please, test me. One time. Test me.”

When Lance didn’t say anything, I stepped forward and said, “Tell you what. You like hitting women. How about you try that shit on me. You make me move one time, one single time, I’ll let Chief put cuffs on me.”

Lance’s eyes widened, and then he smirked, followed by looking at Tatum.

I didn’t miss it, nor did the bystanders, when she moved not behind me, but to my side, and whispered, “I’d pay to see that. Make sure I have popcorn.”

I smirked, then bent my neck and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

And when I did that, I saw something in her eyes.

Those sable eyes of hers were shining.

Oh. Fuck.

Tatum

With Garrick at my back, I took the wrench out of his hand, and then I stalked forward.

Garrick kept pace with me, ready and willing to take over or protect me.

Lance lifted a brow, and then mockingly, he asked, “And what are you going to do about it?”

“I was beaten down. Years. And Years. And fucking years. No more.” I spoke.

And then I did something I watched Bronson do one day when we had gone to see one of his training camps a few weeks ago.

I kicked at the inside of his knee and then smirked as he dropped to his ass.