Page 87 of Axe
Screws, on the other hand, looked like he had just taken a shower. He didn’t have so much as a speck of blood on him that I could see. That wasn’t to say that he hadn’t done his fair share, he just knew how to avoid a mess.
Both men moved towards Bocca, their guns trained on Savage. The fucker had no way out, he wasn’t going anywhere.
Knowing that was handled, I turned my attention back to Vice. Knife in hand, I walked up to him, my back tall.
“You think you can touch my woman and get away with it?” My voice was dark and had a bit of a sadistic ring to it.
I was ready to gut him and watch him bleed out. He stayed there on the floor. He didn’t try to move but I could tell that he wasn’t scared of me. The look in his eyes showed no fear.
“No, wait,” Allison’s voice called out and my mind went ‘what the fuck’ for a moment. “He helped me escape. He was trying to set me free just now. He’s not…”
I looked down at the man I knew as Savages biggest bitch. His brow cocked up and there was an amused smile on his face as he held up his hands beside his head in surrender.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Cal asked as he walked into the room.
I was wondering the same Goddamn thing.
