Page 78 of Doc's Decision

"Easy now," I say mockingly.

I forcefully stuff the gag in his mouth, muffling his desperate pleas for mercy.

His eyes bulge out and tears start rolling down his face, smudging the desert dust on his cheeks.

Turmoil leans back against the van, arms crossed over his chest, watching as I kneel beside Tony.

His aqua blue eyes are icy cold—there's no sympathy there, only ruthless determination.

"Should've left Mandy alone," he states, and there's a hard edge to his voice that's not usually there.

He's angry because Mandy is my ol’ lady, and the last thing anyone wants is for our women to be in danger.

You mess with one of us, you mess with all of us—that’s how it works in this club.

My fists fly relentlessly, each hit bringing a muffled groan from Tony.

Every bruise, every drop of blood I draw is for Mandy.

Tony's face becomes unrecognizable, swollen and bloody.

But there's no remorse in me, not for this bastard.

He made his bed when he chose to come after Mandy.

My hands ache, slick with blood and sweat but I don't stop until I feel a hand on my shoulder.

It's Jolt.

"That's enough, Doc," he says, his voice somber.

I look down at Tony, gasping and wheezing through the cloth gag.

His chest is rising and falling unevenly—each breath seemingly a struggle.

I rip the gag from his bloody mouth. "Tell me how you really fuckin' got here," I demand, my voice echoing in the quiet desert night.

Tony's eyes flicker to mine and for a moment, he seems like he might refuse.

But then his head lolls back and he coughs, spewing a spray of blood onto the sand below us.

"Sally Bernard...hired me...foreman for Bernard Industrials," he gasps out between ragged breaths. "I look over the construction on the casino sites...and she got me that fuckin' condo."

The words hang in the air for a moment.

"She told me...my step-daughter was hitting it big and rich...so I came for my money," he finishes weakly.

His confession sends shockwaves through me, my mind racing to connect the dots.

But before I can even begin to understand what this all means, Turmoil's voice breaks through, “Sally did this on purpose. She knows more about the people close to the club than we realized…”

Turmoil’s words echo in my mind as I stare down at the broken man beneath me.

Sally Bernard—she will do anything and harm anyone to get what she wants.

I feel my blood boil, rage burning through every inch of me.

Turmoil steps forward, his aqua eyes hardened like steel.

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