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I'm at the trailer park in record time. I bring the car to a stop in front of Warren's trailer and jump out.
I don’t bother knocking, if the motherfucker's in here, then he'll have already heard my arrival. I yank open the front door. The stench of stale sweat, dampness, and weed hits me, and I have to fight not to heave as I step inside.
Warren's dad is passed out on the couch with a cigarette still hanging from his lips and an empty bottle clutched to his chest.
Still a worthless piece of shit then.
I consider taking the lit cigarette from him to stop him setting the place alight, but seeing as it would probably do everyone a favor if he did burn it to the ground, I leave it where it is and turn toward Warren's bedroom instead.
Pushing open the door, already knowing that he's not inside, I take a look around. It isn’t exactly what I was expecting. It's tidy. The bed’s made as if it hasn’t been slept in for days. My eyes narrow as I search for something, anything that might help me. Warren was always a messy shit, worse than the three of us put together, so the clear units and lack of clothing littering the floor have suspicion racing through me.
Not finding anything that might lead me to him, I turn to leave, pulling my cell from my pocket as I go.
I hit call on Jay's number, hoping that he'll be able to help me. He answers the call after only two rings, but I can barely hear him through the chaos in the background.
"Where the hell are you?" I shout down the phone.
"Fight night," he bellows back.
Something, excitement maybe, trickles through my veins.
"Where?"
He rattles off an address, and, before he's even finished, I'm back in my car and heading his way.
The thought of a Heights fight night has my fists clenching with my need to hurt someone. The image of Kennedy's swollen and bruised face pops into my head and my taste for blood only gets stronger.
As I pull up to the warehouse where tonight's fight is, I find it deserted. If I didn't know better I'd think Jay had given me the wrong address.
I park a little down the street before taking off on foot and head around the back of the building.
Just like I expected, I find a couple of guys standing guard at the door.
"Well, fuck me sideways. If it isn't Conner Jagger. To what do we owe this pleasure?” Jake announces as I approach.
I fist bump both of them before cutting short their attempt at small talk and inviting myself inside.
The roar of the crowd fills my ears and the scent of sweat, blood and victory fills my nose.
I glance around at the crowds of people before I find Jay and Levi over in the corner, talking to a few guys I don't know.
"Jagger, my man. How's it going?" Jay asks, clearly already a few drinks gone.
"You know where I might find Warren?" I ask, cutting straight to the point. "Tell me he's here," I demand, cracking my knuckles.
"Nah, man. Not seen him since New Year's Eve."
"You here to get in the ring?" Levi asks, cutting off any more questions I might have for Jay.
"Nah, I'm not here for that."
"You sure? There's a lot of money in here tonight."
"You've seen where I live now. I don't need to fight these motherfuckers for money."
It's a low blow, but it's true. There may have been times in the past where I didn't know any other way to get some extra cash that we desperately needed. But now, all I want is vengeance for my girl.
"Fair play."
