Page 1 of Escape from Rage


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Prologue.

Phoe

“You’re all a bunch of cowards, Inglorious!” I snapped down the phone.

“Too damn right,” he muttered in reply.

“I heard that you lunatic!” I yelled.

“Sorry, I was agreeing with something Psych was saying,” Inglorious replied.

“You little liar! You all need to grow some balls,” I taunted.

Drake and Chance both winced and turned their backs.

“She’s got nothing to do with us!” Drake said loudly.

“I’m telling you right now. If you duck out like all those other cowards, you can get ready for next year. Because I’ll get far worse!” I warned.

“Get your asses on bikes and turn up!” Chance thundered, making me jump.

“Nope. Not happening, not after the Gremlins and Chucky, Phoe. I got more chance of marrying these fuckers all off in twenty-four hours than getting them in to attend another fright night,” Inglorious snapped.

“Fine. But remember, next year, you’re all mine! And payback is a bitch and I’m the queen of bitches!” I warned and cut the line.

I turned to Drake and Chance. They winced and gulped.

“I don’t give a fuck if someone’s in hospital, deathly ill, contagious, or dying. You warn the clubs. If one of them doesn’t show up, I’ll make them suffer daily for a full year. Listening to me, Chatter? Dolls everywhere you turn. Apache? Ghosts every night. You will attend my fright night. And meanwhile, I got some shit to plan for those bastard cowards,” I warned.

“We’ll be there with bells on,” Drake promised—pale.

“Remember, husband.” I stepped closer in warning. “I know every single member of Rage and Hellfire inside out. Do not piss me off!”

Chance

He watched as Phoe stormed away. Her spine was stiff, and he realised she had plans in place for Washington’s, Hawthorne’s, RCPD, The Juno Group, Delta Force and the MCs who’d called off. They were about to find themselves in deep shit because when Phoe got in a snit, Phoe was evil. And Halloween always brought out the worst in her.

“I blame you. You spoiled her,” Drake moaned.

“Seriously, dude, grow some balls. There’s nobody who indulges Phoe more than you,” Chance shot back.

“She is up to something. I caught her speaking to a man called Dave, and she has stars in her eyes,” Drake grumbled.

“No way she’s cheating,” Chance denied instantly.

“Nah. But this guy had her in a whirl, and Phoe doesn’t fangirl often.” Drake shook his head.

“Dave? I don’t know any Daves,” Chance said, thinking slowly.

“Me neither, which means we can’t force him to tell us what she’s up to this fuckin’ time!” Drake complained.

“You married her cousin, remember that? Whatever Phoe does, is on your damn head,” Chance stated and then, giving Drake a dark look, strode away.

Chapter One.

October 31st. 16.00 pm.

Drake

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