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“Everywhere,” she whispers.

Fuck. I feel like my heart is being torn from my chest as I take in the extent of her injuries. Her face is bleeding. Her one eye is swelling shut. I can already see the faint bruising that is happening all over her delicate skin.

“Let’s get you out of here,” I say, picking her up and holding her against my chest. I stop at the door and look down at her. She’s looking up at me with tears running down her face. I quickly wipe away a tear that escapes my eye and grin at her.

“Shit is gonna be bad when I open this door, angel. I’m gonna bet Porter is out here waiting for you. Go with him, and I’ll be right behind you,” I lie.

When I open this door, they are all going to want my blood for my stunt, and that’s fine. They can have it. But not until Mia is safely out of here. I need to know she’s safe, and I really hope Porter or someone else is outside this door for me to hand her off to.

“Don’t leave me, Finn,” she whispers, fisting my shirt in her hands.

“I’ll never leave you, angel. I’m protecting you like I should’ve sooner. You need medical attention, and I need to handle Jim,” I say.

“He’ll kill you,” she cries.

I press a soft kiss to her bloody lips and smile. “I’ve fought off worse, Mia.”

“Please, Finn,” she pleads.

“I love you, Mia. I will always love you,” I say, opening the door.

Every head turns toward me. Vic screams as Porter comes rushing over.

“What the fuck,” he yells, taking in Mia.

“Get her and Vic the fuck out of here,” I say, handing Mia over.

She’s crying and trying to hold onto my shirt, and even though it shatters my heart, I pull her off of me. Once Porter has her, Brooks grabs Vic, and they rush down the hall. I can hear Mia’s screams, and my body sags in both relief and agony.

“You piece of shit,” I say, lifting my gun.

Tears are swimming in my eyes as I picture what these animals have done to Mia. What Jim allowed them to do. I can’t handle it, and I pull the trigger, but before I can even see if I got a hit, I hit the ground.

Pain radiates through my body, and I look down, realizing I’ve been shot in the leg. Son of a bitch it hurts.

“Go get Vic,” Jim is shouting.

His men try to move, but Zane and Kace take a few shots, and they begin to go down. I grin, hoping they feel pain ten times worse than Mia is.

“Get the hell out of here,” I yell, pointing my gun at Jim.

Kace and Z look at me, and I narrow my eyes. “Fucking go. Get Mia help!”

“Fuck,” Kace says, grabbing Zane’s arm. “Let’s go, brother.”

“I’m not leaving Finn,” Zane says.

“No one is fucking leaving,” Jim yells, pointing his gun at Zane. “Eye for an eye, that’s what they say, isn’t it?”

“It was me! I killed Kingsley. It was my way of proving I should be patched in,” I say, trying to stand up.

“Finn, shut the fuck up,” Z shouts.

I have Jim’s full attention, and I widen my eyes at Kace to get Zane out of here. Kace is the logical one, and he knows damn well one of us is dying. He’s never going to let that happen to Zane.

“You’re lying,” Jim says, shaking his head.

“I was going to let him live a little longer, but when I remembered how he beat, tortured, and used his daughter, I pulled the trigger without a second thought. A real man would never allow something so brutal to happen to someone they love, especially their daughter.” I take a painful step closer to Jim, keeping my finger on the trigger of my gun. “A real man would be disgusted that his daughter suffered at his hands.” I glance over and notice Zane and Kace have left, and I smile. “I guess you are exactly like the animal you want to seek revenge for. You allowed the woman you raised to be used as a fucking punching bag and did nothing. You aren’t a real man, Jim, because a real man would’ve taken the shot already,” I say, pulling the trigger.

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