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Stepping out from behind the lady, I smirk in victory. “Boo.”
Before he has a chance to reach for his gun, the room is suddenly eclipsed into darkness. The only source of light is the flicker of flames which illuminate this place into a morbid paradise. I push the lady aside and storm forward, gripping Brody by the throat and walking him backward until his back hits the brick wall.
He tries to fight me, but I knee him in the balls and then elbow him in the stomach to wind him further. As he’s bent in half, gasping for air, I disarm him, placing his gun at the small of my back. I take off my suit jacket and roll up the sleeves of my white shirt.
“She betrayed me,” he wheezes, eyes on fire when he realizes Babydoll was never interested in playing happy families; when he realizes their little heart-to-heart chat meant nothing to her because she chose me. She will always choose me. “That fucking slut.”
With a growl, I press my forearm over his throat. “I’d be watchin’ what ya say now.”
When he tries to push off the wall, I press down harder over his larynx. He soon realizes I’m done playing.
“Ya don’t have the bollocks to do it, son,” he challenges, eyeing me viciously. “Yer goin’ to end my life with so many witnesses, are ya? I don’t think so.”
Babydoll was right.
She said Brody would have his guard down, believing he had safety in numbers. But it’s the numbers that will help me get my message across.
Brody’s attention soon focuses over my shoulder, and I know it’s Babydoll without looking. A sharp, familiar object is placed into my open palm, a silent invitation to do what I must.
When I remove my forearm, Brody instantly tries to fight me, but I soon put him in line when I break his nose with my elbow. He hollers, but that doesn’t subdue him. So, when he attempts to kick me in the stomach, I grab his leg and slice across his Achilles tendon.
He collapses with a pained howl because standing on two feet is a thing of the past.
Gripping him by the hair, I drag him to the front of the stage, then stop and breathe. I take a moment to really appreciate my surroundings, because inflicting screams on those who are usually the abusers gives me great pleasure.
The lights suddenly flicker back on, showcasing the glorious sight I’ve created.
Men and women stop mid-flee, blinking quickly as they adjust to the change in lighting. When they see the exit is manned by Ron Brady with a machine gun in hand, they gasp. That gasp turns to screams when their eyes are riveted my way.
“I’m awful sorry I messed up yer black and white theme,” I say with a smirk when I see the trail of red I left while dragging Brody to his impending death.
“Liam!” Brody screams, squirming madly, but he’s not going anywhere.
“Get on yer knees,” I order firmly.
When he doesn’t comply, I yank on his hair, forcing him to obey as best he can with a split Achilles.
I have no idea what happened to the incompetent security working the door because there is no one here to save Brody. Ron Brady mans the exit, grinning broadly, a warning to anyone who dares to take him on.
I decide to introduce myself in case anyone decides to be a hero. “If I could trouble ya for a minute of yer time, I’d much appreciate it.”
The fact that I’m holding a bleeding Brody hostage assures their utmost attention.
“Thank you,” I say when all eyes are on me. “My name is Puck Kelly. My father was Connor Kelly.”
The silence can be cut with a knife.
There is no need to explain who Connor was. They all know. They also know shit is about to go down.
“Northern Ireland is my home. As it was to my family generations ago. But ya see, Brody here, well, he wants to use my home for his own personal greed. In case ya didn’t know, which I’m sure most of ya do, Brody is a liar, a cheat, and a murderer.”
No one dares speak.
“Brody, along with his brother, Aidan, raped and killed my ma. I saw everythin’. I was locked in the wardrobe, helpless to help her. I was five years old. But I’m not helpless anymore. I wasn’t helpless when I slit Aidan Doyle’s throat. Nor was I when I burned Hugh Doyle alive.”
The crowd gasp, their curiosity soon turning to fear.
“So, I’m here tonight to avenge what is rightfully mine. Brody took my ma’s life, and now, in front of you good people, I’m goin’ to take his.”
