Page 124 of Sticks and Stones
Corbin didn’t know how he would get through this.
Honestly, he felt like he was drifting out to sea, and the safety of land was further and further away.
And he was lost.
Forever.
* * * Blackhawk & Cantrell * * *
The Alley
Bull’s Biker Bar
Same Time
When they arrived at the location of Corbin’s assault and where he was dumped, the place brought back memories—some good, and some terrible.
The good was, of course, his time with Ethan, and the bad was how they’d barely gotten out without issues.
Now, Gene knew that there was a damn good chance they’d have to return to this place.
And that didn’t give him that warm fuzzy feeling.
Not.
At.
All.
What happened to Corbin here horrified him, and it tainted the moment he’d shared with Ethan in this place.
Honestly, he was hoping their cover was blown here. Returning would put him in a rage, and he’d likely go off the reservation, so to speak.
Basically, there would be blood.
Deep down, Gene knew that vengeance was way too damn easy, and thus, he wanted to avoid all temptation like strolling into this bar with a need for revenge.
“Hey,” Greyson said. “Did you hear me?” he asked, tapping the man on the arm.
He turned his head when he spoke to him.
“I’m sorry. I was thinking about something else. What did you say?” he asked. “My bad.”
Greyson could feel the tension emanating from the man. He was ready to blow.
So, he made an observation.
“You’re angry.”
There was no hesitation.
Gene nodded.
How could he not be?
“Corbin is like our kid brother. He’s annoying, up our asses, and a mess on a good day, but he’s ours. Now, I’m trying not to lose my mind and break the law. It’s not going to be easy,” he admitted.
Oh, he bet.
