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“Carry on, Scar. We need to listen to everything. We need to hear her out this time instead of assuming the worst.” Viking reasons, and we all look sheepish. That's what's gotten us into all this trouble: jumping to conclusions and assuming the worst. So we all take a breath and listen.
“I know you all hate me, and I don't blame you. I hurt you all, but most of all, I hurt myself trying to protect you from my brother. He threatened all your lives if I didn't come back to him. When Steel… when Stee—” You hear her take a deep breath and release it shakily, stuttering it out before taking another. “When Steel was shot, I knew I couldn't live without him. I knew I had to kill my brother, and I genuinely thought I had on that roof, but when I woke up in the hospital, and you told me what happened, and then the team that went to clean up found a few people still alive, I never imagined one of them was Bas, and in that moment, I knew I couldn't let him die. He needed to wake up. How could I get us revenge, retribution or justice for what he'd done if he just died in the hospital? He needs to pay, and that he will.
I fought to keep him alive so I can kill him in the most painful ways I can think of. I want him to suffer, I want him to plead, I want him to beg, and when it's finally over, and he's gone, this time, I will make sure he's gone for good. Only then can we have true peace and rebuild and start again. I will pack up and leave once I’ve done what he deserves. I will start again somewhere else, me and the babies. I know I can't repair what's happened between us. We’re fractured, and the parts will never fit again; I am truly sorry for the part I played in this, but know I will always love you all, and if I don't see you again in this life, I hope we find each other in the next. I love you all. Goodbye.”
“What the fuck? Dane, you need to get us in there,” Cade spits. “Now!”
“Pa, I can't. She locked me out of the system.”
“Then find a fucking way back in. Now!”
Dane nods and takes off, running Dice hot on his heels. “We need to stay here. Someone needs to stay here so she can't leave. We need to guard that door twenty-four-seven,” Cade says.
“Demi, can you, Skye, and Marie come and help me at the coffee shop? We will sort out a schedule and grab food and drinks,” I say.
We don’t need her to do that, but I just want to feel useful. We all suck at the minute, and we need to make sure Ray doesn’t slip out without anyone noticing, like the slippery little fucker she is.
Ray
As I wait in the office, I look around. I have a fridge with enough supplies for four weeks. This shouldn't take longer than that. I installed a shower and a toilet down here after dealing with Skyes thing, so I’m good in that department. I brought an air mattress down here as I need to be able to rest. I know I have to look after myself and the babies and can't lose myself down here. I'm dragged out of my thoughts by groans.
Walking to the side of the metal table, I have my brother strapped to it naked. What's good for the goose is good for the gander and all that.
“Where am… where am I?”
“You're home.”
“H… H… Home?”
I laugh. “Well, as home as you'll ever be again. You'll never see the outside of this room, big brother,” I spit at him.
“Ray, I can't move.”
“No fucking shit, Sherlock! You’re strapped to my torture table. Why the fuck would you be able to move?”
“Ray, we’re fa–”
“Let me stop you there before you make an even bigger twat of yourself. You and I are not and will never be fucking family. You destroyed my family, you took my kids’ dad away from them, you destroyed my brothers’ trust in me, and now I’m all alone down here with you!”
“Blood’s thicker than water, Ray!” he coughs out.
I bark out a laugh, causing him to flinch. “Blood’s thicker than water?”
“Yes, yes, Ray. You and me, we could be good. We could rebuild, we cou—”
“Let me stop you right there. You, big brother, are and always have been a cunt of the highest order, the cunt of all cunts, the King cunt of Cuntsville. You are a right royal cunt! But blood’s thicker than water just proves it! Do you know what the actual saying is?”
He shakes his head, well, as much as he can with it strapped at the forehead to the table.
“Blood is thicker than water. You're referring to that because we are blood. We’re actually a team. We should have each other's back.”
“Yes, it's you and me against the world!”
I laugh again. “The actual saying is ‘the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.’” I shake my head. “It means, arsehole, that chosen bonds are more substantial and significant than family ties. You've been saying it to me all this time, and it means the total opposite of what you're preaching. Like I say, a cunt of epic proportions!
“Ray!” He gasps. “Whatever you think you want to do, you don't really. This isn't you. This isn’t right. We’re family.”
“The family that offered up my fanny and my bloodshed as payment for your debt. The family that faked his own death only to plan and plot our demise. The family that destroyed mine and left my children without a father and me without a heart. Ray’s left the fucking building, Brother! You’re shit out of luck if you think you can find any love left for you. You will pay with your life, but it will be slow, and it will be painful, and I will make sure you get to see every drop of that so-called thicker blood as I spill every single cell of it. I will destroy you, and I will make sure that what I do to you this time, there's no coming back from. You're not going to show up again. You will stay dead this time, and I will deliver you to Cletus’s myself.”
