Page 63 of Broken
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Max
Wrench was finally able to find Hades. He’s holed up in some shithole and laying low. It’s been a week of trying to find this asshole and now that we have I can’t wait to end his pathetic life.
I still can’t ride my bike, so I’m driving a truck. There is no way that I wanted to miss him getting put down. Our intel says that he’s there alone. Riding in front of me are Twisted, Whip, and Torch. All of us were on edge this morning, knowing that today was the day.
When we pull up to the place I can’t help the laugh that comes out of my mouth. Hades went from running an MC to hiding in a broken down wooden shack.
Twisted and I head to the front door, while Whip and Torch go to the back. Twisted kicks the door open and we move in, our guns drawn. Turning a corner, Hades is sitting in a chair in the middle of the room.
He smiles as he sees us. “Took you all long enough.”
Torch and Whip walk in and all four of us have our guns pointed at Hades.
“While I’m sure you’re all ready to kill me, don’t you want to know why I did all of this?” He cocks an eyebrow at us then his gaze zeroes in on Twisted. “Why I targeted your punk ass?”
“Say what the fuck you want. It won’t change this outcome. You’ll die today knowing you didn’t win.” Twisted’s voice sounds animalistic as he speaks through clenched teeth.
“I wouldn’t imagine you remembering. You were a self-centered prick even back then. I have two words for you. Sheltered Hearts.” Hades smiles.
I look next to me and Twisted’s face drops.
“I’m guessing the men behind you don’t know too much about your past. You don’t remember me still? Do you?” Hades pauses, and I can see Twisted’s mind working, but I can tell he’s coming up at a loss. “Fat Jimmy.”
With that name Twisted’s eyes go wide.
“There it is!” Hades’ voice booms and bounces off the bare walls in the tiny room. “Let me fill you in, boys. I was your trusted leader’s roommate. Everyone at that damn foster home tortured me. Finally, one night two of the kids came in and beat the shit out of me. That motherfucker right there…” His voice gets louder and he points at Twisted. “He lay in his bed the whole time, pretending like nothing was happening. I got moved to a different home that was more of a hell than my fucking parents’ house. It was all your fault.” His eyes narrow as he stares at Twisted.
“I made a vow that day that I’d make you pay. Even when I became a fucking MC President you were the President of a bigger club. You always had to get one up on me. Until I found your sister.” He starts to laugh. “Do you know that I found out who she was two weeks before I told her? I made sure to pay special attention to her during those couple weeks. Every time I made that bitch scream it made me so fucking happy.”
Twisted takes a step forward. “You are fucking done talking about her.”
Hades shrugs. “It felt good to make you assholes chase your tails. You didn’t win that day at the warehouse. You were all simply there so that I could show you how easily I could get to you. I wanted you to know what a pathetic shit you were. I’ll never let you get the final dig in. You’ll never win against me.”
Twisted laughs. “That why I’m the one holding the gun now?”
“Not for long.” Hades quickly pulls a gun from under him and blows a hole right through his head. His body falls forward and the smack it makes on the floor echoes.
“Shit,” Twisted mutters. He turns toward Whip. “You and Torch clean this shit up.” He takes one more look back and spits on Hades’ body. “Rot in hell.”
I follow him out, knowing he didn’t tell me to stay.
“When we get back you only tell her that he’s gone. All the other shit, that’s club business.”
I nod to him before getting into the truck.
As much as I would have liked to make the bastard suffer, at least I know he’s in hell where he belongs and he’ll never get close to her again.
I can finally go home and tell Izzy that it’s over.
