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He places his hand at the small of her back as they head for the door.
“Em….”
She doesn’t answer, doesn’t look back. Unlike the first time she walked out on me, something tells me this time she’s not coming back.
“You okay?” Gage squeezes my shoulder.
“No.” There’s no reason to lie.
“What do you want to do?”
“The warehouse. Now.”
CHAPTER 22
***Venom***
I stare down at the broken, bloody mess in front of me.
One down, three to go.
I didn’t even stop by the house for my snakes or venom… nothing. The rage inside me needs an outlet, and I couldn’t ask for a better one than these men’s faces. Gage and Crow are the only ones with me. One to monitor, I guess, and the other to clean up. By the time I get done with them, I doubt there will be much for Crow to get rid of. None of them have owned up to hitting Emily yet, but it doesn’t matter. They’re all dead. Wrapping a bandana around my fist, I move to the next asshole, wishing he was Luigi Vitalli.
“Do what you want to us. You don’t mess with Mr. Vitalli and get away with it,” he snarls.
“Who, little Mario?” I chuckle at his annoyance at me getting his employer’s name wrong. “I think he’s used up all his lives, right, fellas?” I turn to my brothers and back, losing the smile. “This is the final level, and he’s not getting past this boss.”
I plant an uppercut to his chin, bones giving way beneath my fist. His chair topples, falling to the floor with a bang. I step to the next one, who has the common sense to look scared.
“Please, mister,” he begs, teeth chattering. “I’m new. I don’t even know what’s going on.”
“You know which one beat up the girl?”
His head turns nervously to the man on his right, who shakes his head in disappointment.
“A-are you going to l-l-let me go?”
“Tell you what? Since you were so cooperative, I’ll make it quick.”
Pulling out my Beretta, I put a bullet between his eyes. I move over, a maniacal grin in place.
“You.” I rub my palms together. “I’m going to have some fun with you.”
A phone rings, but I drown out the sound as I trail the barrel of my gun down the man’s cheek.Hmm… which body part should I shoot off first?I aim it at his dick, but Gage interrupts me, touching my shoulder.
“What?”
“That was the prospect. There’s a problem at Jeff’s.”
“Emily?” My blood pressure instantly goes through the roof.
“Her ex is there.”
“I’ll be back,” I tell the man tied to the chair. “Don’t you go nowhere now.”
Fucking James. He picked the wrong fucking time to show up. Or maybe the right time.
I’m going to fuck that motherfucker up.
