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“Son of a bitch, yes we did.” I strolled over to him. My blood boiled as I recalled seeing Hope unconscious on the floor.
“If you don’t let me go, my brother will burn down Fargo.” His eyes were puffy, his face swollen.
I smashed my fist into his nose, felt the bone break, and jumped back to avoid the blood rushing down his face.
“Motherfucker,” he wailed. “You’ll pay, you and your nurse.”
I froze.
“What?” I grabbed him by the shirt collar and shook him, not caring if I got drenched in his blood. “What!”
“We know where she is.” He laughed. “We’ve been watching you and the blonde beauty.”
My hands shook.
“I got this, brother.” Buff gripped my shoulder. “Go take care of your woman. I deal with this crackhead. He’s probably talking out of his ass.”
“I’m calling Mason.” Cobra put his phone to his ear.
I couldn’t tear my eyes off the asshole in front of me, smiling with blood in his teeth.
“I’m not talking out of my ass,” he said.
I pulled my arm back and unloaded on him. Every punch was more brutal than the previous, causing my knuckles to swell and my heart to hemorrhage hate. He should’ve never touched what was mine. He should’ve never mentioned Hope.
I wanted to end him.
“Enough!” Buff tugged me back. “We don’t want him dead yet.”
“I can’t get through to Mason.”
“Try again!” I whirled around heaving and flexing my hands open and closed.
“I am. He’s not answering.”
“Because he’s dead.” The fucker behind me cackled, sounding like the Joker.
“Jesus Christ, Hope!” I ran toward the exit. “Call Easton! Get everyone to Hope’s place!”
This wasn’t going to happen. I wasn’t going to let these fuckers hurt my woman.
I’m coming, baby. I swear, I won’t let anything happen to you
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Hope
The bed dipped as I felt him sit. My Knight was home. I was so tired that I didn’t want to open my eyes, but I needed to see if he was okay.
“Levi?” I said his name in a groggy tone.
“No.”
My eyes flashed open, hearing a different voice. “Scotty!”
His hand covered my mouth before I could scream for help. I struggled in the bed, kicking and scratching. He wasn’t that much bigger than me. Not tall and muscular like Levi and his brothers. Scotty’s attitude was a lot bigger than his body.
