“Your father does and I’m here to collect.” He taunts. Once I’m close enough, I swing the gun hard clocking him in the side of his head. He does down like a brick house and satisfaction clears my mind.
“Collect this asshole.” I shout as he shakes his head.
“Stryker, calm the fuck down.” Blayde is in front of me, blocking my advances to end this assholes life. “Let’s tie him up and take him to the garage. Come on brother, we can’t leave any bodies behind or the cops will be hot on our tail.” Always the voice of reason, Blayde’s words sink in. He’s right. I can’t kill him here, but I can do it where no one will find him and I can keep my secrets close to my chest.
“Fine. Gag and restrain him. I don’t want him moving.” I concede. The man laughs and I clock him again, knocking his ass out cold. Motherfucker won’t be talking anytime soon.
Blayde pulls out his phone and makes a call. Fifteen minutes later I can hear the deep rumble of a Harley before a single headlight appears and Kayne pulls up beside us. The prospect in the van gets out and gets in the driver’s seat of the car.
“Do I even want to know?” Kayne asks approaching me.
“Not yet. Soon I’ll tell you but for now, let me handle him.” I shake my head, clearing the voices taunting me.
“You got it, brother. Remember we’re always behind one of our own.” Kayne clamps his hand on my shoulder, giving me a reprieve for just a single moment. The only one who can really keep the voices at bay wants nothing to do with me until I can find myself.
Holly.
She wants me to find my self-worth.
Find my salvation.
Well, Holly, my salvation is coming sooner than you think so be ready because once I handle this, I’m coming for you. There will be no stopping me.
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About the author.
Wife and mother of two who are very active in soccer, basketball and football. When I'm not cheering them on (OK, yelling my heart out and embarrassing the heck out of them) from the sidelines or bleachers with my husband, you'll find me writing, reading, running (when the weather is warm) or riding on the back of my husband's Harley.
I was born and raised in Central New York where most of my family still reside in a small town between two mountains. I moved to Michigan back in 2001 where I met the love of my life, my husband, whom I've been married to since 2004. My favorite food is anything pasta, but bacon goes with everything.
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