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"Oh, hell no," Makenna says, stepping out of her husband's arms and crossing her arms over her chest. "I wanted death, Reaper. I wanted you to live up to your name. I heard about what you did to his son. I wanted something just as epically torturous."
I shake my head. "Jesus, Makenna, have some patience, would you? I'm nowhere near finished with him. What I have planned is goin' to bring this cunt a world of pain."
She nods, seemingly in approval. "Alrighty then. Lead the way."
I glance at her husband, who's watching her with a smile. "How the fuck do you sleep beside that? You're not worried she'll kill you in your sleep?"
His smile widens even more. "Every time I piss her off."
Christ. There's something wrong with the two of them.
"I've got the asshole," Ace says. “Shadow and May are driving the van. The rest of us are on our bikes. Makenna, are you good to follow us?"
"Absolutely," she replies. She's like a kid in a candy store at the moment. She's fucking crazy.
It takes us around fifty minutes to get out of the bustling city and into a secluded part of the city. The road is empty. It's one that's not often traveled as it's a dirt road. Only those who are locals tend to use it, and at this time of night, there's hardly anyone around.
"Let him out," I say once I'm off my bike.
Shadow and Mayhem exit the van and lift the cunt out. The bastard is still bleeding and whimpering like a fucking baby. They throw him to the ground and stand back. Ace hands me a rope, and the asshole on the ground starts to plead his case, begging for me to leave him alone and let him live. He's deluded, completely fucking deluded if he thinks I'm going to let him get away with what he's done to my woman.
I reach for his wrist and tie the rope around it, then I attach the rope to the back of my bike. I do the same with the other one. The asshole's on his back, just as Esme was when that motherfucking cunt pulled her from her car.
"Who took her for you?" I hiss as I crouch down in front of him. "If you don't tell me, it's your wife I'm goin' after next."
"Bujar," he cries out, both tears and snot falling from his eyes and nose. It's fucking disgusting as it mixes in with his blood and slides into his mouth.
My gaze slides to Makenna, who gives me a sharp nod. "He was taken care of while we were in the office. He's dead and no longer a problem. He won't touch her again."
"Thanks," I reply as I turn back to the asshole on the ground. "Now, this is where I'm going to have my fun," I tell him as I rise to my feet.
"No," he cries. It's still muffled from his injuries, but we can all hear what the fucker is saying. "Please," he cries. "I won't come for you again."
I laugh. "You never were goin' to anyway. You're done, asshole."
I climb onto my bike and rev the engine. The fucker’s sobs are drowned out by the sound of my engine. I take off, driving along the dirt road, that asshole being pulled along behind me. Cheers sound as the speedometer rises and my speed increases. This should quench Makenna's thirst for death.
I drag his body behind my bike for a mile. I know he's dead. He would have died not long after I took off. There's no way he would have survived being dragged along the dirt road, especially with the injuries he had. I stop the bike and get off, then crouch next to his body. Blood soaks through his shirt, which is torn to shreds, as are his pants.
I smile. I fucking grin as I stare down at his dead body. My woman's safe and doesn't have to worry about him any longer, nor does she have to worry about his asshole son. The Jacobson’s won't fucking touch her again.
"Holy shit, Reaper," Makenna says from behind me. I glance over at them and see they drove up behind me. "That was awesome. Wait until I tell Finn. He's going to love this."
I shake my head. "You and your brother are fuckin' crazy."
She stares at me dead in the eyes. "That's funny coming from you. We just watched as you dragged a man to his death. He's gone now, Reaper. You should go and be with Esme. She'll want you there when she wakes up."
She's right. She will want me there. I turn to my brothers. "You good sortin' this out?" I ask.
"Like you even have to ask," Ace replies. "Makenna, will you give Reaper a ride to the hospital? We'll ensure that your bike's clean."
"Of course," she says as she smiles. "Tonight was a great night, gentlemen. That two billion dollars is currently in one of my offshore accounts that's connected to about six dozen shell corporations. Once it's been filtered through them all and there's no way it can be traced back to us. I'll ensure that a third of the money is deposited into your account."
Ace nods. "Appreciate it, Kenna. Now go. We're goin' to sort this out and then we're goin' home to our women."
"Come on, Reaper, let's get you to the hospital," Makenna says as she moves to her vehicle.
Before I reach her car, Ace pulls me aside. "It's done, brother. You've done what you promised her. She's free of this shit. Your woman's goin' to be in pain, but you can assure her that it'll never happen again."
