Page 2 of Reaper

“I swear to God, if anyone fucks this up, I am going rip your arms off and bash your fucking heads in,” I snapped out to them. “Fury, Cy and Rage, you take the brothers as previously planned.”

As soon as Animal began to open his mouth, I raised my hand.

“You ensure you oversee it all, and we don’t have any last-minute entries into the fight.”

“We will get the girl,” I said, looking at Widower.

“A bit unfair, two fuck off guys against a tiny midget,” Animal said with a snicker. “She looks hot. What age is she? Please tell me she is over eighteen.”

I clenched my jaw before smacking him on the back of the head until his fat head hit the window he was peering through. He was brilliant at his job of Sgt at Arms, but his twisted, fucked up head was a burden at times.

I ignored their chuckles and back-slapping and opened the door so they could deal with the brothers. I really didn’t want to see those ugly fucks.

As soon as one of the brothers saw us, he jumped up, making the other brother turn around and look at us. I smirked when I saw them pull out their knives. Widower had trained us all, and he trained us hard.

I watched as my brothers disarm them and, within seconds, dragged them off towards the back of the cafe. I pulled out a chair and sat in front of the girl.

Her mousy brown hair had turned out to be a lovely shade of auburn, and her face had cleared up. I frowned this was a problem. No wonder Animal had been drooling at her. It would have been preferable if she had grown up to be as ugly as her family members.

She took a massive chunk out of her cheeseburger, and I watched the relish sauce drip down her chin until a piece of gherkin or pepper stuck to it. I sighed, glad it all made sense now.

“Do you want to take a fucking picture?” She asked after swallowing her bite.

“Get up. You’re coming with us,” I snapped at her.

She looked around and saw her brothers were gone.

“No, thanks,” she said before taking another bite out of her burger.

I felt Widower nudge me on my shoulder, and I stood up to walk around to her side of the table.

“Girl, you do not want to fuck with me right now,” I growled at her.

She turned to look at me with a scowl, her brown eyes narrowing on my face.

“Can I finish my burger?”

I slammed my fist on the table so hard that a glass fell off the table's edge.

“No, you fucking can’t,” I said through my clenched jaw. I couldn’t shout the way I wanted because too many people were around.

She put her burger down and wiped her face with a napkin.

“Can I ask for it to get packed to go?”

I glanced at Widower, who had covered his mouth. The tension in me was already at peak level, and this bitch was going to drive me insane. I grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

She made a grab for her burger as I pulled her away from the table. As I dragged her out the door, she shouted to someone.

“Bye, May. Thanks for the burger. Sorry about the mess, but it was these dickheads fault.”

I pulled her into the parking lot, where the others waited for us. I dug my keys out and tossed them to Cy.

“I’m going in the cage. She isn’t right in the fucking head,” I said.

I waited until Animal took his cut off and sat in the back seat, and I shoved the girl into the back seat with him. I didn’t close the door until I saw Animal’s hand around her wrist. I slammed the door shut as violently as I could.

I took my cut off and sat in the passenger seat, waiting for Widower to get us out of there.

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