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My lip turns up as I watch them throw him down against the metal chair and slap the restraints on his wrists and ankles.

Cain holds his arm out, pushing Cyrus back, who is snarling at Rail. Adduci plucks the knife Gio is polishing out of his hands. Both of them pout at their bosses.

I wait for Prez to give me the go-ahead before I move forward.

Taking my knife out of my pocket, I flip it open as I approach him. Starting at the top of his head, I push the tip through the material of the bag until the knife hits the center of his forehead, just deep enough to break skin. Rail screams as I drag the knife down the center of his face, cutting the bag off his face.

It falls to the ground, revealing Rail’s wild eyes as he looks around frantically.

“Remember me?” I sneer at him, showing my teeth.

Rail rears his head back and spits in my face.

I close my eyes as I slowly inhale deeply. I bring my fist back, connecting it hard to his jaw. Rail’s head flies to the side, and blood splatters around us.

“Oh shit,” Cyrus says. I can tell the crazy bastard is smiling.

“Fuck you,” Rail yells as he drags his head back up. His breathing is heavy.

“Fuck me?” I laugh, sounding a little manic. “I’m not the one sitting on death row right now, motherfucker.”

“You think you can kill me?” Rail asks, sounding like he truly believes. “My guys are already on their way here. They’re going to fuck you up.”

I snicker.

“Get a load of this guy,” Gio snorts, sounding amused.

“Fuck you! Fuck all of you! You’re all dead! Fucking dead!” Rail yells.

I walk over to the table and grab a pair of pliers.

“I’m sick of hearing you talk,” I tell him, as I stand in front of him, lining the pliers up with his fingernail, ripping it out without warning.

Rail screams as blood drips onto the floor.

“Is that how Aisling sounded when you beat the shit out of her?” I ask, my tone sinister, as I take the bag that was on his head and use it to mop up the blood that’s pooled on the floor.

“She got what was coming to her.” Rail pants. “I see that cunt didn’t deliver my warning. You’re all fucking done. Every single one of you.” His wild eyes move between all of us. Adduci and Cain stand unmoving with their faces even, almost looking bored as they watch him. “You don’t even know what’s coming.”

Picking up the blood-covered bag, I shove it in his mouth. “I’m sick of hearing you talk. You’re the one who doesn’t know what’s coming.” I land another hard punch to his jaw, smiling as I hear the crack. “That’s for punching my girl.” I pull out my gun from the waistband of my pants, firing off one round into his dick. Rail tries to jump up in his seat, but the restraints stop him as he screams through the bag, the noise piercing my ears. “And that’s for scaring my fucking kid.”

“Jesus Christ.” Scotch winces as he grabs his own dick. “That has to hurt.”

Rail’s face is pale from the loss of blood. He tries to spit the bag out of his mouth but fails as he’s losing strength by the second.

I watch him sit there and bleed, hoping he’s in as much pain and fear as Aisling was. Deciding it’s time to end this and get back to my woman, I pull out my wallet from my back pocket and open it up. In the cash slot, I take out a shard of glass I saved from the sliding glass door that he shattered.

“You know what this is from?” I ask Rail as I hold up the triangle-shaped piece of glass in front of his face. He doesn’t answer as he slumps in his chair, his vacant eyes staring back at me. “It’s from the door you shattered at my girl’s place. Do you know what I’m going to do with it? I’m going to fucking kill you.”

His eyes widen slightly as I dig the sharp tip of glass into his skin, making sure it’s deep before slicing his wrist open. Blood squirts out, pouring into his hand and onto the floor.

“You’re going to sit here and drain out. It should take the same amount of time it took you to beat the shit out of my girl.”

“Damn,” Cyrus says, approving as he turns to Levi. “Are you taking notes?”

Levi looks panicked. “I didn’t know I was supposed to bring a notepad. I’ve been watching how to do everything, I swear. I even gagged him like you said.”

“Jesus Christ.” Cain shakes his head. “You don’t need a fucking notepad.”