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Does she not remember him?

“Remember the guy that attacked Olivia in high school? That was him.”

Her mouth opens in shock. “What the fuck?” she screeches, and she takes off toward the garage bay. We run after her, and my best guess is that she is going to beat his ass.

In the garage bay, all of the guys working in the garage turn to look at us, confused to see all of us here. Then his fucking head pops up to look at all the commotion.

He plays it cool until he sees me standing there. He looks stunned, his face paling, and I can’t resist the urge to smirk because I can see he still fears me.

He looks behind him, like he is thinking of taking off running, but some of the mechanics move to stand behind him, stopping him from running away.

“Who the fuck do you think you are, working for the club after all you did?” I growl at him, splitting the distance between us. “Do you want to die? I can choke the life out of you with my bare hands.”

My whole body is about to go up in flames with how pissed I am, I want to kill him. All the rage I felt back then when he wanted to hurt Olivia comes rushing back. “It has been you pinching my ass when I inspect everyone’s work.” Tiana’s face is red, and that sets off the rest of us.

“What the fuck!” Lane roars, and Holden’s face pales further to a ghostly white.

“I couldn’t figure out who it was, but it was you.” Tiana marches over and gets in his face, while I make sure I stay in front of her in case he tries something.

“I’m sorry, you can’t stick your ass in front of me and expect me not to tou—” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence before my fist is busting out his front teeth. He falls back into a car, and I grip him by his neck, practically lifting him off the ground to where his toes are just barely grazing the ground.

I squeeze as tight as I can, causing his face to change colors, his hands trying to dig into my forearms to pry my hands loose, but no matter the pain he causes or what he does to me, he can’t stop me from watching the life drain from his eyes.

I watch every second, every moment, and it gives me pure fucking enjoyment. It’s the best high. Once his body goes slack, I loosen my hands and he falls to the ground, his head bouncing off the cement floor.

“Well, shit, he is still breathing.” I growl, almost hoping I killed him, but it’s probably not a good idea with all these witnesses around.

Lane stands next to me, looking down at the fucker. “I will call some prospects and have them take him out of state. We have kids and our ole ladies to think about. No fuckers like him will work or live in our town.”

Lane turns around and looks at Tiana. “Don’t tell your dad, mom or brother until he is out of state, or dead.”

She laughs. “I think we are shit out of luck.” She looks toward the office and her brother Zach walks in, glaring at the fucker on the ground.

“What the fuck did this bitch do?”

“He pinched my ass,” Tiana says without an ounce of mercy and in that moment, Zach turns into his parents’ son. He gets his name from his temper and therefore everyone calls him Slaughter.

We all bust out laughing, none of us caring whether this fucker lives, and honestly, I would love to end him myself, but we have people that work for us here and we don’t know where their loyalty truly lies yet.

Zach walks over to him without an ounce of emotion and stomps on his right hand, the same hand that was shattered before by me all those years ago, and I don’t think there is any going back from that.

Holden lifts his head, waking up and screaming at the top of his lungs. We wait for the prospects to show up, and they drag him out of the place.

“His kids okay?” Lane asks me, and I nod.

“Olivia said they were doing good in care, but I will have her check in.”

They nod and I look at the clock, noting it’s getting close to lunch. It’s already been too long since I’ve seen my woman.

“Well, I’m going to go see Olivia for lunch now that the fucker is out of our town.” I grin at my brothers and my dad before I leave.

5

OLIVIA

I want to rip my hair out of my head because this morning has been horrible. I was late for work and Elliot, one of the social workers here, busted my ass about it from the second I walked through the door.

Elliot was so nice to me when I first started here, but the second I turned him down for a date and had shown him no interest, he started being a complete ass to me.

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