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“We’ve been playing this the petty way by taking out revenge through the public eye. Clearly it worked, though maybe it backfired too. Instead of getting in his face that way, we’re going to pay him a visit.”

Aries rubs his hands together. “Now we’re talking. Tell me I get to hit him.”

“Oh, you definitely will. But we each only get one punch. Then after, we destroy his life. He’ll get kicked out of school, banned from college hockey, and blackballed from even working a concession stand ever again.”

My jaw drops. “You’re brilliant.”

He snorts in reply. Aries claps and kisses Bellamy on the cheek as Bishop nods along.

“Not a genius. Just someone who understands what it means to have to support your boy by whatever means necessary. We handle this the right way, and you won’t ever have to hear his name again. That’s how thorough we’ll be.”

“Persona non grata,”Bishop mumbles.

“Yep. That’s it.”

Looking at these three men, I know I made the right call in accepting their friendship. They care about Rodney as much as I do. They’re invested too.

“I’m in.”

The doorbell rings as Bellamy starts laying out the plan. Leon, Maddox, and Jake walk in carrying armfuls of pizza. Apparently they ran into the delivery driver when they got here.

Maddox looks around, then pins me with a stare. “You called us all here? Everything ok?”

“Not even close. But it will be. Sit down and Bellamy will tell you the plan.”

“Ohhhhh. An evil plan led by my brother. This will be good. Let me just get a slice first,” Jake says as he drops his stack on the coffee table and shimmies into the spot between Bellamy and Aries.

The group laughs at his antics before quieting to listen to the strategy our QB has for us.

Looks like the eldest Bellport is good at calling plays on and off the field.

CHAPTER29

Aries

“Here’s the info for my lawyer. If you get a call from him, just do what he says,” I tell Raymond in a serious tone. I’m usually pretty carefree, but I need my boy to understand I’m not joking around.

His eyes are wide as he takes the number I’ve written down for him. “You don’t think you’ll really get into trouble, do you, Daddy?’

“Not with my Daddy to help him. They’ll all be ok,” Finn jumps in to answer.

“He’s right. Bellamy isn’t going to let anything happen to us. We’ve got to take care of this though. He hurt Rodney. Really, really bad.”

I don’t tell my boy anything else about it. He doesn’t need to hear the details or see the photos.

Because yeah, I demanded to see them once we made a plan.

Part of me wishes I hadn’t. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to get the images out of my head. They’ll be with me forever.

The rage on Andry’s face when I picked him up makes more sense now. I feel the same way. It’s good Bellamy got called in, too, or I would definitely have been in support of some violence.

“Please be careful. I’ll keep my phone on in case he calls.” My boy’s voice draws me back to the present.

It also helps dull the roaring fury I feel the more I think about everything about to go down. Bell said we only get one punch. I’m going to have to temper my emotions, or I’ll wind up trying to push for more.

That won’t go well.

No need to get on the bad side of the law, or the bad side of my bestie. He’s not fun when he’s upset with me.

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