Page 73 of Bound By Redemption
Pathetic. That wasn’t even strong enough for this pussy. He thought himself the man, but he was far from it. A man didn’t hurt his family. Didn’t try to murder babies. Didn’t keep women locked up. He was absolutely no man.
He was haggard, pale, and looked as though his last breath would be any moment. “This is for Remy. The little girl you wanted to murder. My fuckin’ little girl. Now she’ll never know you were a worthless piece of shit,” I spat, lifted the gun, and shot him in the temple.
He did nothing but slump over. He probably didn’t hear a word I’d said, but it was necessary.
“Hey, idiot one, two, and three,” Ryker called out, pointing to his brothers. “Start puttin’ these bodies in the fire.”
“We can’t,” they said in unison.
Ryker held his gun up, silencing them. “You fuckin’ do it or I kill you now. Your choice.”
The pussy-ass bitches were obviously scared out of their minds because they began to carry their fallen over to the fire.
“You want me to do these?” I asked Cruz, pointing to the other eight assholes.
“Go for it. Won’t make you any less pissed, but suspect you already know that.”
Yeah, I did. “Ryker, which one is your father?”
Ryker nodded to the furthest one from the left. “Just fuckin’ do it,” he responded.
Not thinking or taking a moment, all eight were gone. There were only the three left who carried the bodies into the cremator.
Ax came running into the room. “We might have a problem out here. I really don’t want to kill a bunch of bitches, but that might be what happens.”
Cruz turned on a dime, and I followed him, Cooper, Deke, Rhys, Buzz and Breaker topside.
I really wanted to laugh at the sight, but it was so very wrong, and I couldn’t. More gunshots were heard in the building, but I kept my attention on the women and children who were approaching. Absolutely fuckin’ hated that the children would hear things they shouldn’t, but there wasn’t another option.
“It’s best you turn around and go to your homes now,” Cruz ordered, and they stopped, almost as if they were stuck in quicksand momentarily. Cruz had that effect on people.
Two older women with their hair done up in buns and clothes that looked like colored potato sacks took two small steps forward. I was no expert on fashion, but the damn things didn’t look comfortable. To each their own.
“We want to know where our husbands are,” the one on the right in light blue stated with a bit of unease in her tone.
“Dead,” Rhys said, stepping next to Cruz. “So, go home.” Had to admit, Rhys had a way with words and I could hear Dryerson give a little chuckle.
Sobs broke out in the crowd as they all became distraught. Sucked for them, but what was done was done.
“Here’s the deal. They’re gone. You have the right to stay here on the property and live your life. Or you have the right to get the fuck as far away from here as you can,” Cruz announced to the crowd. “Don’t give a shit which you choose, but none of you are going down in the basement.”
The devastation on some of their faces was immense. I couldn’t imagine being in their shoes, but they chose this life. They chose to follow Daniel. These were the consequences of that choice.
We all had consequences for our actions. This was theirs.
Smoke billowed out of the pipe on top of the building. With one smell, the women in front of me knew they’d never see their loved ones again.
Three more gunshots rang out, and more smoke billowed. The brothers started coming out one at a time, my father the second one out. Ryker was the last to exit. He pulled a canister out of his back pocket, lit it with a lighter, and threw it in the doorway.
Thirty seconds later, the entire building exploded in a ball of fire. We all had to duck at the intensity.
“Damn. Warn a man before you do that shit,” Cooper reamed Ryker who smiled.
“You get all the fun,” Raid complained. “Next time, I get the bomb.”
Ryker went up to Raid and put him in a playful headlock, not paying any attention to the mob of people standing before us upset.
“Stop.” GT boomed, and they pulled away laughing.
