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“Tell me!” I growled.
Her eyes filled with tears.
“What did he do?” I demanded again.
“He just...he just fingered me, okay?” she finally yelled. “He was holding me down and saying he was going to…to rape me and make you pay for everything you did. I…I think he was going to, but that’s when his phone went off, and he said you were coming.”
My teeth clenched as my body started to shake, and everything in my vision went red. The earthquake inside began to rocket to the surface.
I had to get out of there, find Kyle Davies, and rip his flesh from his body. I shoved myself up from the couch.
“I gotta go take care of something.”
“Evan…” Lia placed her hand on my arm, but I pushed it away.
“I need to go take care of something,” I repeated.
“Evan, you don’t even know where he is,” Rinaldo said. He also stood up from his chair and crossed the room to place a hand on my shoulder. “Now let’s sit down and-”
“NO!” I screamed as I shoved him backwards.
Both Matthew and Victor were on me immediately. I threw a punch to Victor’s face, which threw him backwards into the bookcase. Matthew grabbed my arm, but I wrenched it away and kicked him in the gut.
“Leave him alone!” Rinaldo yelled at both of them as he stood up and straightened his jacket. “You’re just going to get yourselves killed if you don’t.”
Jonathan didn’t listen to Rinaldo. He came up from behind me and grabbed both my arms, locking them behind my back. I leaned forward to try to throw him off, but he was expecting it, and Jonathan was a big guy. I couldn’t get the leverage I needed.
What if I had been any later?
“He fucking touched her!” I screamed. I looked to Lia’s crying face as I struggled against Jonathan’s grip. I kicked backwards and connected with some part of Jonathan’s leg, but he didn’t let up. Luisa had an arm around Lia’s shoulders and was glaring at me.
“You aren’t helping!” Luisa spat. “For Christ’s sake, Evan, stop it!”
“He…he…” I couldn’t bring forth words. I couldn’t even understand the incredible rage I felt inside of me. I’d never wanted someone dead so badly. I wanted to tear him apart with my hands. I wanted his blood al
l over me. I wanted to revel in his screams of agony.
Jonathan held me firmly.
“I know, brotha,” he said calmly. “I’m gonna be right there with ya when we make that motherfucker pay for it, too. But not right now. Right now, you have to get your shit together and think. She’s still alive. If you go off like this, she’s just going to have to deal with you getting yourself killed.”
I looked at her and watched more tears fall from her cheeks and onto her shirt. I pushed against Jonathan once more but with only minimal effort. He slowly loosened his grip as I tried to get my breath back under control, but he didn’t let go entirely.
“I want his fucking balls on a platter,” I snarled over my shoulder. Jonathan let go, and I dropped back down on the couch next to Lia. I reached over, moving slowly because I knew I had scared her, and ran my hand down her arm. She stroked my cheek.
“That’s why I didn’t want to tell you,” she whispered.
I opened my mouth to say something, but the only words I had were of blood and violence so I closed it again. I reached up and wiped the tears from her cheeks with my thumb.
“We’ll git ‘em,” Jonathan promised, “but we do it smart, right? We gotta find him, first.”
“I know where he is,” Milena said.
Jonathan grabbed my arm again as I stood up and took a step toward Nick’s girlfriend.
“Easy, brotha.”
“Where?” I asked. “Tell me where—right fucking now!”
