Page 154 of Savage Bosses

“Oh yeah, the car was stolen with my cell phone and I.D. in it.” Wesley replied, his voice finally sounding a little more serious. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for any of that to happen.”

“Sorry, doesn’t cut it!” Kyle snapped. “You need to get your shit together, Wesley. This isn’t a game! You had Ashley worried about you. Fuck! you better have one hell of an explanation. Where the fuck are you now?”

“I’m just a few miles away from home. Chill bro, it’s all good. I promise.” Wesley replied, his tone still too casual for my liking.

“I’m going to beat the shit out of you when I see you,” Kyle roared.

“Bro, violence never solves anything.” Wesley joked.

Even I was getting pissed the way Wesley was acting like this wasn’t a big deal. Someone was dead. None of what he was putting his family and friends through was funny to me.

Kyle abruptly ended the call. As we continued our drive home, I couldn’t help but worry about Kyle. He has a lot of pressure on him and his asshole brother didn’t help at all. Now, I had a better understanding of his rude and tyrannical behavior. Even though I knew rescuing men wasn’t something women were supposed to do. I still wanted to help him. I wanted to be there for him. I was okay with living and breathing in the cult of Kyle.

THE END for now

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