Page 158 of Road to Redemption

“What did⁠—?”

“You killed my father. You perverted his invention. You ruined my mother, and you tried to sell me. How could you do that to the man you loved?”

“You… you don’t… Kier… Kiera.” He shook his head, but it was clear that he had no interest in taking fault. “I did my best. Brennan wouldn’t want….”

“It doesn’t matter what Brennan would want,” I snapped. “He’s dead. And soon, you will be too.”

“All set,” Leo murmured into Dom’s ear.

Dom nodded, wrapping an arm around my shoulders as she took one last look at her father. “What a disappointment. Even in death, you’re a coward.”

Dom guided me away from his body and toward the Gray Ghost. I could see what they had planned now. A long chain extended from the back of my bike to Isaac’s left hand. Dom’s Brabus had his right, and Spencer and Leo each had one leg.

Quartering?

But the initial shock faded quickly. It was a fitting punishment: a barbaric death for a barbaric man.

After situating me on my bike, Dom crossed over to hers. But as Spencer stepped past Isaac on the way to her Suzuki, he grabbed at her ankle. “You…”

She snarled down at him in disgust, but he tightened his grip with the last of his strength. “The one from the tunnel. Your mother…”

“Don’t you dare mention my mother,” Spencer growled. But Isaac was persistent.

“I can give you… money. More than she was worth. Get me out of here, it’s yours.”

Her jaw dropped and her gaze darkened. There was one long second of shock before she spat in his face. “Your money means nothing to me, Isaac. There’s no price I wouldn’t pay to see you rot in hell.”

With that, she kicked him off of her leg and strode over to her bike with renewed vitriol.

Over the comms, Leo’s staticky voice called out. “Ready everyone.”

Dom and Spencer each held up a thumb in response. I quickly followed suit.

“Engines ready…” Leo murmured, eliciting a wave of engine roars from each corner of the warehouse.

As I gripped the handlebars of my father’s bike, I felt calm despite my racing heart. Isaac had ruined all of our lives, and it felt fitting to know that we would end his together.

“Set…” Leo murmured. Each of us leaned forward.

“Go!” She bellowed.

My bike zipped forward, only halted by the opposing force my lovers were exerting. I rolled the throttle, applying more force bit by bit.

Isaac cried out, though it was hard to make out any words over the roar of the engines. As our velocities fluctuated, we rocked back and forth, tearing at the very seams of his body. It had to be agonizing — it certainly sounded that way.

But I wouldn’t let up on the throttle until the deed was done.

For every woman and child you’ve hurt. For every life you’ve ruined.

“Almost there,” Leo prodded. “Get ready for the break…”

And not five seconds later did it come. With a sickening splat, the horrified screams cut short. My bike zipped at full speed toward the far wall of the warehouse, but I was able to brake just before impact.

As I turned around, I was met with a bloody Rorschach test where Isaac’s body used to be. His arm was still chained to my bike, but his bones and entrails had exercised more freedom of motion. Looking down at his remains, I should have been horrified. But I wasn’t.

He was a monster, and now he’s dead.

And the bloody mess in front of me was the only way I’d believe he was really gone. His incessant screams had finally stopped, and all I could hear was the low rumble of the bikes as my lovers dismounted. As they wrapped their arms around me, all I could feel was peace.