Page 67 of In the Light of Sin

“That man was asking about her. He was trying to get a location out of me, but I have no idea who she is.”

“Listen, Faith.” Grim stepped in. He was a helluva negotiator, but if he couldn’t get her to talk with his charm, I was going to get her to talk with brute fucking force. “I get you want your store clean, and we’re men of our word, but Joslyn means a lot to this club. Assholes are after her and a lot of other women. Doesn’t take a damn genius to know you went through some shit, and you don’t know us from Adam, and we could’ve easily thrown you on your ass for breaking in here, but we haven’t. We ain’t gonna hurt ya, so why don’t you just tell us some information you know so we can save others from the pain you went through.”

She stared at him long and hard, a debate in her cobalt eyes. She was weighing her options: either be selfish or selfless.

If she chose to be selfish, I’d show her just how selfless I could be when it came to Joslyn.

“… He obviously didn’t go into details, but he thinks I know her since she’s associated with you guys, and I rent my storefront from you.” She looked over at me. I felt in my bones that her next words were going to fuck me up. “He told me to pass a message on to her.He won’t be around to protect you forever, little girl.”

My mind went blank, and my pupils narrowed as the air was knocked out of my lungs. I ran mindlessly towards Faith, who didn’t even so much as flinch at my stampede, but Knight, Tyrant, and Grim got in my way, barely able to hold me back as I spewed, “What the fuck did you just say!”

“Chill out, Sarge!” Tyrant struggled against me, his words not grounding me. I fought, pushing against the three of them, barely noticing the fourth pair of arms that tried to hold me back. They mocked my ability to protect Joslyn. Someone I’d fuckingdiefor.

My mind was fixated on this fucker calling Joslyn “little girl.”I’d cut out anyone’s tongue for calling her something other than her name.

I was still struggling my way through the group of men, all the shouts to stop drowned out by a few words that threatened Joslyn. I threw a fist, making contact with someone, but I didn’t know who. My knuckles burned, and the skin irritated with my action. Nothing else mattered to me than getting to Faith, making her tell me who the fuck she killed so I could kill him again.

“Go get Hex!” The words were muddled. I couldn’t make out who said it as I still fought against six pairs of arms that were barely holding me back. I found an opening, sweeping my leg and taking one of my brothers out, and he fell into another one. I didn’t know who they were, my gaze still solely on Faith. Prez stepped in front of me, pushing his shoulder into my chest while the brother, not groaning on the floor, was behind me, his arms around my waist, trying to pull me back.

I didn’t hear the footsteps racing out of the room as I kicked my foot back, making contact with something hard as the arms around my waist slacked. I grabbed the back of Prez’s neck, shoving him toward the ground as I stepped over his body. I didn’t know if that blow to the head knocked him the fuck out, but I didn’t care.

These bastards were waiting for me to fuck up with her, leave her in a fit of rage like I had in the past. I slipped up when I let my guard down and fucked her on her childhood bed. I should’ve known they’d be watching, but I was too consumed by my need for Joslyn.

They were using it against me.

I’ve never been so pissed off at myself. This is why I never wanted anybody to care about me…

And why I never wanted to care about them.

I stepped up to her. The baggy pale crew neck she was wearing went well below her hands, the blood from her scissors still dribbling slightly on the floor. She looked at me, her haze lined with understanding. She was calmer than when she was with Prez and the total opposite of the way I was feeling, my fingers itching for destruction and my chest heaving haggardly.

“Better not fuckin’ do anythin’ to her, Sarge!” Knight’s strained voice sounded from behind me. He was probably on the ground, withering with whatever pain I dealt him. I wasn’t going to hurt Faith. Not unless she didn’t tell me what I wanted.

“His body is still on the floor of my shop.” Faith was calm, way too calm, talking about a man she just killed. “I don’t know who it is.”

Her face disappeared as red bled into my vision, the rage totally consuming me as I let out a howl that shook the whole damn clubhouse. These motherfuckers were fucking dead before. Now they were just going to be ashes to piss on. I was still struggling, trying to get to the source of whoever thought they could get their hands on my fucking girl.

A prick to my neck made the red fade into a familiar black. My body began to relax, and I couldn’t hold my body weight anymore as I fell to the right, my temple banging against the black vinyl flooring. I lay there, drifting out of consciousness.

Chapter 16: Sarge

Six years ago

“Damn Darin,” Michael laughed at me, rubbing the spot on his arm I just punched. “It was just a prank!”

“Fuckin’ idiot,” I mumbled under my breath as I dusted off my sleeping bag. Fucker dumped sand in it.

“Lighten up,” Karev grinned. “You’re too serious, man.”

Michael and Karev loved to pull pranks. It was their way of lightening a dark situation. Leo rolled his eyes, at least he was on my side. “This isn’t a fuckin’ game you two.”

They sobered up, Michael frowning. “We know, but we’re tryin’ to cope.”

“Cope in another way,” Jake chastised them. Like me, he didn’t play Michael and Karev’s games. “We need Darin focused. He can’t focus if he pulling sand out of his dick.”

I didn’t want to be part of their squabble, heading towards the pit we made. Dan was there, like he always was, looking at a picture in his hands. It was a teenage girl with his hair and his eyes. He knew I was behind him, he always had good senses on him.

“My little girl Maddie,” Dan spoke with longing, and smiled at the pocket-sized picture, one he kept in the pocket over his heart. “It’s almost her birthday, she’s hoping I’ll be there for it.”

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