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I hope I’m wrong, if there is any mercy in this world, please let me be wrong about what I think.
“It seems his daughter is in the nearby area.”
Nothing.
Not a goddamn thing is heard, not a fucking thing moves.
Nothing.
“No, it can’t be,” Snake states slowly.
I have never wanted to kill anybody the way I want to torture that father, then let him die slowly.
“We’ll know for sure when the messenger comes with the files. It’ll have photos and any other relevant information. Apparently, The Club has someone planted in the area who’s been watching her since shortly after she arrived and reporting back to them.”
“You think it’s Summer, don’t you?” Gringo asks hesitantly.
Everyone was thinking it, he’s just verbalized it, wanted to ascertain as they say in the military.
“As much as I fucking hate it, yes I do,” I grit out.
“Why?” Bull asks. “Why her?”
“Come on,” I say disbelievingly. “She appeared here out of nowhere not even a year ago. No one in town knows where she came from, nobody knew her before she arrived. She just kind of appeared out of thin air. Kind of like us.”
“Yes, but Summer? She’s so nice, so sweet, so pure,” Gringo says.
“Don’t you think I don’t want to believe it? I want so fucking bad for it to be some strung out junkie who is so stoned none of those memories can haunt her. Do you honestly believe I want it to be her? To even entertain the possibility it’s her, that she’s the one guys like us have been hired to find and bring back to that fucking hell?”
The weight of the entire situation falls so heavy on all of us, it fucking hurts.
The fact that a young girl was born and bred to prostitute for an old fucking rich bastard by her own father.
That it might be the one woman I’ve allowed myself to feel for.
And that men like us, mercenaries, killers, soldiers, have been hired to find and return to the hell she escaped from.
What’s even scarier is that there are more men like us. Because if we don’t do it, someone else will. Someone who is much worse than we are.
“Let’s just take this one thing at a time,” Snake finally speaks up. “We’ve been presented with an assignment, an assignment we can choose to take,” he’s so damn methodical. He looks to each of us before continuing. “When the file arrives, we’ll all review the information and determine the best course of action we’re going to take, depending on the specifics.”
“Rock,” Bull starts slowly, “what if it is Summer? We gonna take her back? To that?”
“No.”
I don’t fucking hesitate.
“What if she wants to go, Rock? She needs to know what’s happening, so she can protect herself and do what she feels she needs to. Her future is not our decision to make.” Fucking Snake and his devil’s advocate bullshit.
“Goddamn it!” I slam my fist into the wall. It goes through the drywall and I have to pull it out of the hole.
“That’s not going to solve anything,” Snake says dryly.
“You’re such a woman sometimes, you know that?” I growl.
“You’re a fucking baby sometimes, you know that?” he snaps back.
“Okay, let’s get a fucking plan,” Gringo cuts in.
