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I’ve got enoughon my mind after yesterday.
Six or so hours of torturing the man who made my woman’s life hell seems like a small price to pay to redeem her.
The things he said. They can’t be taken back.
I’m so sick of assholes like him going around ruining women for the rest of us. My sweet Luna. To think she cried tears over that asshole. He’s not fuckin’ worth it.
Now she won’t ever have to hear from him again. Nobody will.
I shake my head as I catch up with Brew and Haze.
“Plenty of scratch bein’ thrown around downtown,” Brew says. “Motherfuckers makin’ plenty and they’re gettin’ decent fighters. Bloody business, but that’s the price you pay.”
I grunt.
Underground fighting has always been a thing, just like drugs and guns and prostitution, but to do it so openly, while Forger is still at large, just makes me want to crack more skulls.
“Got in with one of the crew,” Haze says, cracking his knuckles. “Said me and my brother were interested in fightin’. Didn’t take too much. Guess the fact we’re big motherfuckerskinda helps sell the story, though I doubt Brew would wanna ruin that pretty face of his.”
“Fuck off, asshole,” Brew swipes back.
“The next fight is the following weekend. Nobody gets the address until the fight goes down. Afraid we won’t know shit until Saturday night. Forger, bein’ the nomad that he is, likes to move around the city with no permanent base. Makes him one hell of a slippery motherfucker to try to pin down,” Haze goes on.
“Meanwhile, we’re interrogatin’ at the warehouse,” I tell them. “All the eyes and ears we thought were on our side until recent events are bein’ lined up. If they’re on Forger’s payroll, then they’ll talk.”
“Any manhandling to be done, we want in,” Brew says. “Been a while since we let off some steam. Assholes who wanna work both sides deserve to be a punchin’ bag.”
“Got it,” I mutter, my mind far away because there’s so much shit to fix.
“Happy to help,” Haze agrees. “Motherfuckers got allegiances, though. Nobody talked much smack, except this one guy we couldn’t shut up. Be headin’ down to the regular bars tonight, see if we can find out any more before the weekend.”
I nod. “That’d make sense. But time is runnin’ out. If he’s forming alliances with every faction in the underworld, then that ain’t good. We’re already behind the eight ball.”
Still, it doesn’t solve things in the meantime. It only makes things even more tense.
“Agreed,” the brothers say in unison.
I swipe a hand over my face.
Goddamn fuckin’ nomads will do this shit from time to time and sometimes disappear for months or even years on end. Not knowing when they’re gonna show up again and now Forger is back in full force, it’s obvious with the financial backing he had, that he was planning something big.
It also leaves the club constantly living in limbo. I don’t do goddamn limbo. It’s not a place I’m familiar with nor do I want to get to know.
Nomads are unstable and unpredictable, and this whole mess has gone on far too long.
We need to put it to bed.
I also need to go pay Luna’s father a visit and find out how much he knows. From what I’ve discovered, he seems to be completely oblivious, but that doesn’t mean that he gets off scot free. He still bribed his own daughter and was forcing her to marry this creep.
He’s far from fuckin’ innocent.
I decide to take Nevada, Rodeo and Rock with me, since the others are all busy and this guy isn’t gonna be a problem for too much longer.
While I’d like to bury Luna’s father out in the goddamn bayou, he’s too high profile and will be missed. Not like Brian. A nice little suicide will tidy his death up and smoothly.
