Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
They got rid of the problem.
This growl left me, and I hadn’t realized it until it echoed in the garage, louder than the shitty music he was currently listening to. He looked over his shoulder, and I could see a second of surprise before the confusion settled in. He set the tools he’d been holding on the counter, the metal clanging together, to face me fully.
“Can I help you?” He had an edge to his voice, as if I already pissed him off just by showing up unannounced. He was about to get a whole lot angrier with me.
In fact, I was hoping that was the outcome, wishing he’d go up against me and not be a little bitch and take the coward route.
“You Logan Frank who works at Township Mutual?” It was easy enough to find the asshole, his address, phone number, and full name publicly listed, an easy internet search.
I flexed my fingers, curling them into my palm and making a fist before relaxing them, doing that over and over again. He took a couple steps forward, his body tight after I asked the question.
“Who wants to know?” His voice had gone dangerously low, and I could tell he was trying to be intimidating, puffing out his chest and deepening his voice. This guy was a Grade-A prick.
I was going to hand his ass to him on a platter today.
I took a couple steps forward, making my way into his garage, the shadows surrounding both of us now. We were about five feet from each other, and I could practically smell the testosterone and aggression pouring off him. “You fired Leila Cross the other day.”
His brows knitted as if in confusion, but then I saw a little bit of realization on his smug fucking face.
“Who the fuck are you?”
I didn’t bother answering. It didn’t matter who I was.
“I think you need to get off my fucking property.” I saw the hesitation and uncertainty come from him now as he shifted on his feet.
I took a step forward. He took one back.
“You fired her because she wouldn’t put out?” Although I phrased it like a question, I didn’t expect an answer. “Not only is that illegal and unethical, but you put my girl in a bad fucking position and mood. And in turn, that pissed me off.”
His throat worked as he swallowed, his fear tangible now. “There’s some kind of misunderstanding.”
I lifted a brow. “Yeah?” I wasn’t interested in hearing what he had to say.
There was a moment of silence between us, and I could see he was working things out in his mind, maybe trying to figure out what to say, how to defuse the situation. I knew for a fact that I was throwing off some heavy aggression.
I couldn’t help it. I was frustrated with how things were between Leila and me, already pissed about this fucker, and so he was getting my full wrath.
“She couldn’t do her job properly,” he said, and there was that smug-ass tone in his voice again. “I have to think what’s best for the company, so she had to be let go.”
I saw red then, my vision blurring, everything inside me becoming almost inhuman as my rage took over. I didn’t stop myself, couldn’t, as I stepped forward so I was now face-to-face with him, looking down at the asshole, really letting him see the anger that poured from me.
He took a step back, and I could see the honest-to-God fear in his eyes. Good. I wanted this fucker to piss his pants.
“It’s not my problem if she can’t do her job correct—”
I didn’t even let him finish as I reared my arm back and brought my fist to the side of his face, clocking him right in the jaw. His entire body spun to the side, his head jerking in the other direction from the force. He stumbled back and slammed into his workbench, a couple tools falling off the rack that was tacked to the wall.
“What the fuck?” He gripped the side of his face, and I could see his lip was split, blood starting to cover his white teeth. “You’re fucking insane.”
I took another step toward him, and he straightened. “I’m actually the sanest I’ve been in my entire fucking life. You’re lucky I’m stopping with that one hit,” I growled out. “I’m not even going to tell you to give Leila her job back, because I don’t want her working with a prick like you, but if I find out you pulled this shit with any other women, I’ll hunt you down and make sure I put you in the hospital.” I bared my teeth at him, wanting to really kick his ass, but I could see on his face he got the message. “And I know where you live, so just keep that in mind every day when you go to fucking work.”