Page 60 of Let the Game Begin
I was going to kill him.
I wasn’t afraid. I didn’t fear the law, prison, or any of that bullshit. What I felt for my family was the only form of love I believed in and I wasn’t going to let anyone hurt them.
I came to a halt, braking shortly in front of the illuminated Blanco sign. I knew that I could find Bryan inside, and there was a good chance his brother would be with him.
Blanco was synonymous with cocaine, a very well-known place in this part of town for both using and dealing. That tended to make it more attractive to my peers than the usual clubs or bars.
I didn’t bother parking the car correctly and just got out. Immediately, I spotted a black Lamborghini, which I knew to be Nelson’s car.
Like every other night, the place was packed; women and men were lounging on sofas and doing lines or touching each other lazily. I moved through the crowds, trying to ignore the sly glances from coked-up girls looking to get railed in one of the bathrooms. I struggled to pick out that Nelson dickhead in the crowd.
“Hey asshole, thanks for finally showing up.” Xavier appeared in front of me with a malevolent smile on his face. He looked like he wanted to take a shot at me, probably because of the way I’d bailed on him earlier to get with Selene.
I shoulder-checked him as I passed. I had no time to waste.
“Where the fuck…?” I muttered to myself, viciously shoving any idiot stupid enough to get near me.
“Who are you looking for?” asked Xavier, who I hadn’t even realized was behind me. I turned and looked him up and down. He was giving me a cautiously inquisitive look. He had seen how furious I was, and everybody knew when the anger got the better of me, all I did was raise hell.
“Bryan Nelson. Where is he?” I asked, looking past him.
Then, I spotted it: a head of blond hair and a come-on smile aimed at two chicks near the bar.
Bingo.
I walked purposely toward Bryan, who was now heavily flirting with the two girls, even groping one’s ass. I took him by the shoulder and landed a right hook square in his face, immediately wiping away that smug dick smile. He toppled to the ground and the girls screamed, scrambling away in fear.
Some of the people around us turned and gave us their full attention but most just continued dancing to the irritating electronica the DJ was spinning.
“What the fuck is your problem, Miller?” Bryan ran the back of his hand over his lip, which had begun to bleed in a trickle from the corner. He glared up at me; I’d only thrown the one punch, but it seemed like he couldn’t get up.
But this asshole wasn’t my real target.
“Where’s your brother?” I demanded as I watched him struggle to his feet.
“What do you want with him?” Bryan staggered and spat blood on the floor next to my shoe in a clear act of defiance.
Did he think I was going to spare him if he demonstrated a little swagger? No. I was going to obliterate him.
“Tell me where he is!” I shouted, grabbing him by the shirt. I clenched the fabric in my fists and locked eyes with him. Bryan stared back at me in shock.
Was he getting a glimpse of the devil inside me? Probably.
“Let him go; I’m the one you want,” came a menacing, sardonic voice from behind me. I shoved Bryan away and turned around.
And there he was, Carter Nelson, leather jacket stretched over his shoulders, hair black as night, and a small ring in his left nostril. An arrogant, cynical little fuck.
I stared at him with depthless hatred and clenched my jaw, trying to control the urge to immediately go for his throat.
“I know you, Neil Miller. You don’t scare me,” he said challengingly. What a brave boy.
I grinned cruelly and slowly advanced on him.
“No, you don’t know me at all. Because, if you did, you never would have pulled that kind of shit with my sister.” I held my arms loose at my sides and began slowly moving each finger, as though I were warming up before a workout.
Carter’s gaze slid over to my hands. Maybe he was finally realizing that he was going to play the role of heavy bag for me tonight.
“Yeah, I tried to fuck her, but don’t worry, she’s still a virgin,” he said mockingly.
