Page 92 of Cato

One with a nasty hole in his face.

“I figured this was your kill, yes?” Jai asked, waving casually toward him.

“That was what I was here for,” I agreed.

“Be my guest,” Jai said, shrugging. “Don’t worry about the mess,” he added, turning and walking away. “I hear the building is going to suffer a disastrous fire. Such a shame this building was supposed to be abandoned. The sprinkler system just never turned on…”

With that, he was gone.

A moment later, so were his men.

Leaving me alone with the fuckhead who had beaten Rynn, who would have done more, who may have killed her, taken her away from me. If she hadn’t been so determined to fight, to get away, to come back to me.

I’d killed before.

I would kill again.

But there has always been something detached about it.

This?

This was personal.

I won’t repeat the litany of racist-ass shit this dickhead had to say about Jai and the rest of The Triad.

“Your ass would be here with me with or without The Triad,” I said as he finally decided to get up on his feet.

“Don’t even fucking know you.”

“No. But you know my girl. You put your hands on my girl.”

“Fucking sluts, y’know?” he said, shrugging and shaking his head.

“No, asshole,” I growled. “You beat the shit out of my girl,” I told him, tossing my bike cut toward the side, hoping not to get any evidence on it.

I saw the realization dawn on him just a second before my fist collided with his face.

He was a big guy.

We were well-matched in a fight.

And, normally, his will to live should have given him an advantage.

But in this case, it was my fucking rage that won out.

I was only partially present in the fight.

I was mostly imagining Rynn’s beautiful, battered face, the look of fear in her eyes when I first woke her up, the way she winced when she moved or tried to talk.

But I was also in this warehouse, seeing Rynn trying to rush out, only to have a grown-ass man grab her, choke her, and punch his fist into her face over and over.

I did the same, knuckles hitting the bastard’s granite jaw, his nose, his eye, his stomach, ribs, then, finally, spleen.

The pain doubled him over, making him drop down to his knees.

I didn’t give him mercy.

He wouldn’t have given it to Rynn.

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