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I gasp when I see his white shirt is stained with blood.

The sleeves of the shirt are rolled up to his forearms, exposing his muscular, tattooed arms and they too, are covered in blood.

A number of men rush in to stand behind us, all of them aiming their guns at Emmett, just like Vaughn.

But Emmett isn’t bothered at all, without a gun in his bloody, bare hands.

“Am I late?” Emmett questions sarcastically, calmly, not rushed at all. “Apologies. I had an errand to run.”

CHAPTER 20

Ivy

“Y-you,”Emilio stutters. “H-how…”

“How am I here, or do you mean how am I alive?” Emmett asks softly.

Emilio’s face pales drastically. “I…” he stutters, glances at his father, then he clamps his jaw shut.

Emmett scoffs and keeps walking leisurely.

It’s as if he can’t see the guns trained on him by both Vaughn and the men behind him.

“Uncle, why can’t the head of the house be in his own home?”

“You’re no longer qualified!” Emilio rushes to say, his voice loud and hard. “The deal has already been done. Vaughn is now the next boss!”

This explosive anger doesn’t even perturb Emmett… just as my eyes don’t move away from him.

I watch as he keeps walking, each stride full of power and a disturbing aura that makes even Vaughn shuffle restlessly.

Emmett comes to a stop in front of the crying, bleeding, and shot Senator Hughes, glaring at him.

“Senator, you’re quite pathetic,” he says gently but from the corner of my eye, I see Vaughn tighten the grip he has on the trigger due to that very softly spoken insult.

“Y-you s-shot me!” Senator Hughes cries in stunned horror, as if he can’t believe it just happened to him. “How dare you?”

Emmett doesn’t respond… at least not in the way anyone expects.

Silently, he extends his hand out to the side, as if waiting for something.

Ty, who I last saw at dinner, walks up and hands Emmett what looks like a chainsaw.

Holy God…

Without sparing anyone a glance, Emmett starts the rusty-looking chainsaw, and it wakes with a vicious roar.

The sound is so jarring and violently loud that it makes my heart jump viciously.

What is he going to do?

I’m not the only one with that question as Senator Hughes looks up at Emmett with horror and fear in his eyes.

“W-what are you doing?” he stutters, his voice a loud shrill, but Emmett doesn’t even say another word.

Two menacing-looking men materialize out of nowhere. Moving in perfect synch, they hold Senator Hughes down.

His limbs are stretched out. As we all watch in stunned horror, Emmett brings down the rusty chainsaw and starts carving off Senator Hughes’s right hand, the one that was shot.

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