Page 76 of Doc's Decision

There isn’t even a moment of hesitation.

I don’t care that I’m technically in public.

This gas station doesn’t get enough traffic for me to be overly concerned about it.

"You touch her, you goddamn piece of shit, so help me—" I launch myself at him, my hands wrapping around his skinny neck before he can even blink.

Pressing down with all my strength, I watch as the color drains from his face, his eyes bulging out of their sockets like a goddamn cartoon character. "You so much as breathe in her direction, I'll put you six feet under, you hear me?"

He flails beneath me, gasping like a fish out of water.

It's fucking music to my ears—this fucker getting a taste of his own fucking medicine.

But I know I can't get carried away.

All I want to do is gut him like a fucking fish, but I can’t do that here.

Tony eventually goes unconscious and I’m so fucking glad.

I pull out my phone and punch in Jolt's number from memory.

He picks up on the second ring. "Yo, what's good Doc?" His deep baritone fills the line.

"Need you and Turmoil to bring the van down to the Chevron a couple miles away from the club. Got a situation that needs handling."

A brief pause, then, "We'll be there in ten. You good until we get there?"

I nod even though he can’t see me. "Yeah, but make it quick. Bastard might come to before you get here."

"On it. Be there in five."

The line clicks dead and I slide the phone back in my cut, glancing down at Tony's unconscious form crumpled against the station wall.

Squatting down, I check his pulse—thready but there.

Wouldn't want the fucker dying before I'm done with him.

I debate securing his wrists and ankles with the zip ties now, but figure it's better to wait.

Last thing I need is some good samaritan rolling up, seeing a grown ass man hog tied, and getting ideas about calling the cops.

Nah, he'll still be out cold when the guys get here.

Headlights cut across the gas station lot minutes later.

A black van rolls up and Jolt jumps out of the driver’s seat, while Turmoil comes out of the passenger seat.

Turmoil eyes Tony with disgust. “Who the fuck is that?”

Oh shit, they don’t know anything about her step-father. "Tony, Mandy’s step-father. He’s been harassing her these last few weeks. Ran into him here and he said some things about her that I’d rather not repeat.”

Jolt just shakes his head. "Play stupid games..."

Turmoil finishes, “Win stupid prizes.”

He pops the back doors, gesturing inside.

The three of us pick Tony up and toss him in the back.

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