Page 84 of The Gentleness of Rage

“Fuck you!”

Spike stiffened. “Devon? No, Fury, let her go, she’s just a neighbour!”

“I can hear the panic in your tone. I was gonna screw and shoot her. Maybe hand her to my men. If a saggy cunt is worth fucking. But hearing my kid’s betrayal, fuck you!”

“Devon!” Spike yelled as the sound of a gunshot blasted down the line.

“No!” Volcano exclaimed as Spike’s head dropped.

“See you in a couple of hours,” Fury promised.

“Pops, I’m calling Gravy, he’ll get to her,” Volcano said.

Spike’s shoulders slumped. “She’s dead, boy, Devon’s gone. Fury just made his last kill. He’s going down,” Spike mumbled.

“Yes. We will destroy his reign of terror,” Drake promised as Rage sprang into action.

Fury was a couple of hours away. It was time for war.

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