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Nero’s phone is in his hand when he comes to kneel next to Savannah.

His hand touches my shoulder. “I’ve got her. Now go finish it before your dog’s forced to.”

Donnie.

Trusting Savannah to Nero, I stand.

Even with Duke on top of him, snapping at his hands when he tries to push him away, Donnie tries to crabwalk back up the stairs.

Maybe it was the sight of Nero that finally scared him enough to try and flee.

But he shouldn’t be scared of Nero. He should be scared of me. Because I’m the one who’s about to kill him.

“Release!” I call out the command to Duke, as I’m already closing the distance on my prey. Duke jumps off of Donnie, but before he can so much as move, I take Duke’s place, leaping up the final steps and straddling Donnie’s chest.

“You killed my entire family!” he screams up at me.

“Not yet.”

Then I strike him.

With all of my fucking strength, and rage, I punch him.

Over and over. I hit him.

As hard as I fucking can, I strike him for daring to come after me.

For daring to touch my wife.

For hurting my wife.

For causing her to scream and cry in her own home.

I hit him.

I switch hands. Throwing a left hook into his already dislocated jaw.

I punish him for what he’s done. For what he was going to do. For making me a failure.

Blood soaks my hands.

Bones give.

And I don’t stop.

I don’t stop until he’s unrecognizable.

Unrecognizable as DonnieThe HandO’Reilly.

Unrecognizable as a man.

I don’t stop until my chest is heaving and my hands ache as much as my heart does.

Through the open front door, I can hear the sound of distant sirens.

“Would you shut the fuck up for a second, Enno?” I hear Nero snap into his phone.

And I finally sit back, looking down at what’s left of Donnie’s skull.

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