Page 50 of Agony

When he reached it, he ran half way up before he pulled himself up and perched easily at the top.

Normally, he’d stop there and glance back, but fuck that.

He disappeared over the wall and dropped onto the grassy bank below.

Justice watched Fisher go with a lump in his throat. For some reason, he thought they’d get a chance to talk before the gloves came off.

He’d been so wrong. Fisher was still not ready to talk to him. The man’s anger was off the Richter scale.

And that right there told him he was missing something.

He was missing something big.

And he wasn’t going to get answers from Fisher or the man’s friends. He thought briefly about calling Echo or hell, trying Owen again, but he knew that was a lost cause. There was no way in hell they’d tell him a fucking thing.

He needed to find answers and perhaps that would lead him to forgiveness.

He dialed Wrath’s number and his brother picked up on the first ring.

“What’s wrong?”

“I need an answer.”

“About what?” Wrath said after a long moment.

“What did he do to them?” The words came out rough and raspy.

“Who?”

“Solomon…what did he do to those boys?”

“The scene is still there. You should see it for yourself,” Wrath said with a heavy sigh and gave him an address in San Bernardino.

“Is that the place?”

“It’s the place where Solomon kept Cash, Apollo, and Azrael. According to Echo, it’s similar.”

“Just tell me.”

“You need to see it to believe it, baby bro. The key is beneath the right front fender of the rusty old Ford parked at the left of the door,” Wrath said and quietly ended the call.

“Fuck!” He punched the arm of the couch before he put the address into his phone.

According to the map, it would take three hours in traffic to drive from Ventura to San Bernardino but that was a small price to pay.

Whistling for Axel, he and his dog jumped in his truck.

He needed answers. Perhaps he’d find the truth at that facility because one thing was for certain…

Fisher wasn’t going to tell him shit.

Reaching the next street over from Justice’s house, Fisher caught an Uber and had it drop him near Rogue’s place in downtown Ventura.

He walked slowly for a few blocks. He had shit he needed to take care of and going on a month-long bender hadn’t helped him keep his promise.

The next order of business was to pay Mikey and Ryan a visit. He shot a text to Rogue.

Fisher: “Where are you?”

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