Page 52 of Concede

“Overdose. A large trace of methamphetamines was found in his system.” He sighs. “I’m sorry Maverick, I know that’s tough to hear.”

I tilt my head back, looking up at the sky and curse. Scar didn’t do drugs. None of us did. Not the hard core ones at least. Scar’s dad was an addict so there is no way he would touch that shit.

“Thanks, Gomez.” I hang up the phone and shove it in my pocket.

My mind is racing when it dawns on me.

Viper. He was wanting to sell his drugs in our territory, and I shot him down.

“Fuck!” I yell and throw a patio chair across the yard.

He’s retaliating. I knew Viper was relentless. Now one of my brothers is dead. I’ll do whatever I need to do to prove he’s behind this and I can shut that motherfucker down. Turning on my heel I burst through the back door. My heart is racing, and my rage is growing. I need an escape. I need her. I check the kitchen, the main room, and the bathrooms.

“Is Tanner here? “I shout.

Tank says no and Widow looks at me with concerned eyes.

I jog upstairs to her room. Nothing.

Why the fuck isn’t she back? Whatever, I need a release. Roxy and Chasity stumble up the stairs at the most convenient time.

“You two, my room now.” I ordered.

Walking in behind them I jerk off my cut and slam my door.

I’m in the mood to burn down the whole fucking world.

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