Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Okay young’un, we need to ask him a few questions remember?” Damn I thought I was fucked but this motherfucker was blotso, it was like looking at someone else entirely. His eyes weren’t exactly dead but close to it, and the weirdest fucking thing, he wasn’t even breathing hard.
I dragged the fat fuck away from him and out of the way since the others were running some kind of a raid and there were people running every which way. I’d forgotten that Creed was looking for his own birds too, so focused was I on my own shit.
“Hey asshole, you know who I am?” His eyes were almost swollen shut from Ty’s fists and there was blood dripping from his lip. I waited until he focused in on me some.
“No, who are you?”
“I’m the fucker that’s gonna end you if you don’t tell me what the fuck the Porters want with my kid.” He seemed dazed for a minute before it came back to him, then the fucker did the dumbest thing, he fucking smiled.
“I don’t have to tell you shit, you think you can stop this?” The next thing out of him was a scream when I capped him in his knee. I’m sure the law enforcement guy was around here somewhere but I wasn’t in the mood to give a fuck.
“The next one’s going straight to the heart, start talking. Who the fuck was the buyer?” Instead of looking at me he held his knee and sneered at Tyler.
“This is all your fault, you and your meddling friends, and that old man. But I got you good didn’t I? How’s the little bitch you were sniffing after, did she tell you how good I was to her?”
Ty kicked him the nuts and lost his shit. I knew these soldier types were psycho, all that suave reserve. My ass. I let him work the asshole over until he was tired. In all that time he never said a word, not even when blood sprayed across his chest from the asshole’s broken face. That’s some scary shit.
Elsewhere the party was going on and I still didn’t know any more than I did when I came up the damn mountain. “Hey, you tell me what I want to know and I’ll keep this one away from you.” I pulled Ty off his dumb ass again.
He was a fucking mess, but everybody wants to live right. “I talk to you I’m as good as dead. You won’t stop them; it’s too big, even for you and your daddy’s money Lyon. Way I heard it your wife was a hot little fu…” I shot the fuck in the head.
“Whoa, Lyon, what the fuck, we were supposed to take him in.”
“That was your deal soldier boy, I don’t need him to tell me what I already know anyway.” Like fuck I was gonna let that piece a shit live after he said that shit about my wife, he’s out his fucking mind.
Looks like I have to head to fucking Arizona again to finish what the fuck I started all those years ago. When will this shit ever end?
First the psycho bitch had come after Kat years ago and now the family was after my kid. Why the fuck don’t they just come at me head on?
I pulled my phone when I was a good ways away. “Hey snitch girl what’re you doing?” I missed the fuck out of my wife and kids. From the moment they showed me my little girl in that shit I’d known the outcome.
As far as I was concerned this was a simple case of one down a whole fucking family to go. I’ll end every last one of the motherfuckers before this shit was over. Fuckers kept regurgitating or some fuck.
“Colt, oh thank heavens, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO…?” I took the phone away from my ear when she started her screaming shit; she does that when she’s scared. When it sounded like she was winding down I put it back to my ear.
“Babe, I don’t think I’m gonna make it home tonight.” She went quiet on me and swear to fuck she was crying. “But Colt, we never sleep apart.” That fucking voice still has the power to make my ass stupid.
I looked at my watch in the moonlight just as Jared and the boys came up on me. I hadn’t even seen them since the shit started. They weren’t looking too pleased either, fucking old women. It was just after one. “Fine, I’m coming home to you. How’re my kids?”
“The kids are fine, your dad had them all camping out in the basement telling them ghost stories, they’re all sleeping down there tonight.”
“Fuck Kat you left the pothead in the basement with the kids? You know that’s his new hideout, it’s where he goes to get high.” It felt good as fuck to talk to her like this. The danger wasn’t past, not by a long shot, but I was gonna see to that shit soon and I’d got a good fucking start. She laughed on the other end making me feel lighter still.