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“That bitch broke my leg!”Yellow Polo screamed while leaning on one of his frat brothers.
“You know who you’re dealing with, bitch?”Blue Polo seethed.
She rolled her eyes.“I couldn’t care less who you are, motherfucker, but something tells me you’re going to let us all know anyway.”
“My father is—”
“Don’t care,” Samara singsonged, causing Blue Polo to make a high-pitched sound that would have hurt a dog’s ears.
“My father is Brentwood Novac.”
Samara gasped.“Not Brentwood Novac!”
“Who the fuck is that?”Elias asked as he moved in closer to her, discreetly putting his body between hers and the frat boys’.
“No idea,” Samara said with a shrug.“But he sounds like a villain in some B movie.Terrifying.”
“What am I going to do with you, Sammy?”Elias asked with a smirk down at her.
“Wait until my father hears about how you treated me,” Blue Polo whined.“He’ll own you and this piece-of-shit bar.”He stepped toward Samara, but Elias shifted so he was squarely between them, giving the drunk frat kid pause.“Get out of my way, so I can teach this cunt a lesson.”
“Cunt,” she repeated with a cute little giggle.“He wants to teach me a lesson.OMG.He’s adorable.Move out of the way, Elias.”
“No fucking way, Sammy.I’m not letting this creep touch you.”
“I don’t need you to protect me,” she growled.“Get out of the way so I can deal with Brentwood Novac’s precious baby boy.”
“He’s drunk and pissed off.He might hurt you.”
“I’m about to hurtyou,” she grumbled half under her breath.
“Sammy—”
“Elias!”
Annoyed at them all, mostly because Samara had ruined the fight I’d been itching for, I grabbed Blue Polo by the back of the neck and bent him in half, causing him to shout in discomfort and fear he couldn’t hide.“You three, help this shithead to your car.”I nodded to the whimpering guy in the yellow polo who could barely stand on his own.“He should get his leg X-rayed at the hospital.Your pal will be right behind you.”
“My father—” Blue Polo started again.
“No one gives a fuck about your daddy, dumbass,” I informed him with a frustrated sigh.“You haven’t lived in Creswell Springs long enough if you don’t know who the scariest person in this town is.”
“I will own you after this.Just wait.I will own you, this bar, and this town!”
The other patrons burst out laughing, and I pushed the idiot out the front door behind his friends who were half carrying Yellow Polo.
I walked them to their car, some exotic piece of tin that wouldn’t hold all five of them.Blue Polo unlocked the driver’s door, and the other three assisted Yellow Polo into the passenger seat before they climbed into a cheap little sedan that was several years old parked in the spot beside them.
“You’ll be hearing from my lawyers,” Blue Polo tossed at me, so enraged he had spittle flying out of his mouth with each word he spoke.
“We look forward to speaking with them,” I said with a grim lift of my lips and then pointed north.“The hospital is about two miles that way.”
“I know where the fucking hospital is!”
“Of course you do.Y’all have a good night.”
“This town is filled with nothing but morons,” I heard him tell Yellow Polo.
“Only when college is in session,” I agreed before turning to walk back into the bar to clear out more room before the fire marshal showed up.
