Page 55 of Bound by Affliction
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The rideback to Florida seems longer, which I’m pretty sure attributes to the fact I’m riding away from my woman who’s laying in my bed, warm and safe. Each mile marker that passes puts more distance between us, and I feel it down in my gut. Part of me wants to say ‘fuck it’ and go back to my woman. On the other side, these assholes need to be taken care of so my woman is safe. Her safety wins out. I tap the side of my cut knowing Leah’s words, her letters, are with me close to my heart. Leah. This is all forLeah.
With every mile, the rage inside me grows. It’s like a living thing inside of me that just got its only recourse to live and it’s splintering out through my body. My hands itch to destroy. My mind seeks revenge. My heart will protect. All of that festers, spinning while we ride and the anticipation grows to wrap my hands around their throats and squeeze the life from theirbodies.
We pull into a small town outside of Crest,Florida.
After pulling off, Buzz gives us the run-down, sending us pictures of the two assholes to our phones. Seeing those dicks’ faces gives me the burn. And I’ve come to realize it’s more than anger. It’s revenge. Deep-seatedrevenge.
I didn’t get my chance with Poe, Len, and Nick because my girl needed me. I will get my chance with these two. They are not people to me. They are living, breathing threats to my woman that will beextinguished.
She will be safe. She will be able to walk down the street and not worry that these two are behind her. She will get to live her life the way she wanted before all of this. I will destroy them and feed the beast inside me who didn’t like not getting his hands on the firstthree.
We pull up in front of a dive motel on the outskirts of town. It’s seedy with little light and two floors whose doors open from outside. The sign has several lights out as well. This is the place where these two have made cell calls from. GT goes in and schmoozes the lady at the front desk, getting the numbers and keys of the room. This shit is just too damn easy. Which always means something is going to blow up at us. It puts us all on highalert.
Moving to doors seven and eight, Jacks gives me a nod as we slip the metal keys in, our brothers at our backs. Turning the handle and opening the door slowly, I reach for mygun.
A man’s ass is in the air between a bleach blonde’s legs, pumping away. When the door crashes, he jumps off the woman flying off the bed. Instantly, I realize without one fucking word, this isn’t the guy. The woman starts screaming at the top of her lungs, pulling the sheet up over hertits.
“Fuck!” I growl as Cooper, Rhys, and Buzz enter the room. I point to the asshole on the ground with the tip of my gun. “Nothim.”
“Shut up!” I growl at the woman who looks back and forth between the guy on the floor cowering and us. Finally, she shuts the fuckup.
Rhys steps out of the room and demands, “Jacks,details.”
“Not them!” I hear and fuck if it doesn’t piss me off more. Looking around the place, nothing seems out of place, everything dingy and old ashell.
I move over to the guy. “Where’s your fuckingphone?”
His eyes widen in fear. “It’s not mine! They gave it to me!” he says quickly, obviously just too fucking stupid to know what the hell he’s just opened up forhimself.
“Phone!” Rhys growls. That man could make a gladiator piss his pants. God lovehim.
The asshole crawls then rises to the table, lifting his jeans and pulling out a phone. It’s a cheap piece of shit flip phone. He tosses it to Rhys, still shaking. Rhys hands it off to Buzz so he can work his magic and find out where these fuckersare.
“What’s your name?” I ask, taking a step closer to him and watching him panicmore.
“LeRoy,” hechatters.
Buzz pipes up, “This is the rightone.”
Fucking hell, I needanswers.
A step closer, I push, “Where’d ya get thephone?”
He takes a step back and tumbles over the lone chair in the room, falling on his ass. He’s as scared as a jackrabbit with a wolf on histail.
He starts stuttering, and I put my hand out. “Stop the shit. We aren’t gonna hurt you as long as you tell us what we wannaknow.”
He nods, but it’s more to himself than us. “Met two guys at the bar. We got ta drinkin’ and they slipped me some cash, gave me the room and the phone. I told em’ I couldn’t, but they said they were ridin’ out and weren’t gonna need the phone or room anymore. They didn’t say nothin’else.”
I pull out my phone and hold up the pictures of the assholes inquestion.
“Yeah…” He stumbles again. “That’s them. They in some kindatrouble?”
“No, we’re the fuckin’ welcoming committee,” Rhys says with anger in hisvoice.
