Page 5 of Bite the Bullet


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“I didn’t do anything!”

“I don’t believe you!” I shouted. I slammed my fist into his face again, this time leaving a long cut across his cheekbone.

Sirens wailed in the distance, but I ignored them. I only had somuch time to get him to admit the truth.

“Please,” he begged. “I swear, I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Why do I not believe you?” I lowered my voice. My nostrils flared in anger as I grasped his hair and pulled him even closer to me. “Did you do it because she’s sixteen? Or maybe it was because she knew she was too good for you.”

A sob burst from his lips as I punched him again in the stomach. “I—I?—”

“I just want to hear you say it,” I hissed. “Tell me why!”

The sirens were so close. I knew I only had a few seconds left.

“I didn’t mean to take it that far!” he cried out. “Please, you have to believe me!”

“Is that why you told me to work late? Because you knew she would be alone if I was at work?”

“Yes!” he cried out when I punched him again. “I was just messing with her,” he sobbed. “And she spit in my face! She told me I would never be good enough for her! I just lost it!”

Arms wrapped around mine, hauling me off the pathetic shit on the ground. I was thrown up against a cop car and my hands were cuffed behind my back. I watched in disgust as paramedics tended to the man that raped and nearly killed my sister.

“It’s over,” Bruce said in my ear, trying to calm me down. “We heard everything.”

“It’s not over until he’s rotting in prison.”

He spun me around and pushed me back against the car. “And who’s going to protect your sister while you’re in prison? Did you think about the fact that his daddy’s lawyers are going to throw everything they can at you?”

“Yes, and I don’t care! It doesn’t matter anymore!”

“It does!” he snapped. “Your sister woke up an hour ago. We were trying to find you. The hospital couldn’t get ahold of you.”

Relief swept through me. Maybe I should be upset that I wouldn’t be around to help her, but all I felt was an overwhelming sense of peace that the man who did this to her was going away.

“Take me to her.”

“I can’t,” Bruce sighed. “I have to take you to jail. With any luck, the judge will grant you bail, but I don’t know how the hell you’re going to afford it.”

I still couldn’t regret it.

“Listen,” he said, watching as the medics loaded Rick into the ambulance. “I’ll sneak you in to see her tonight. But you’ll only get a few minutes.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“We were all on your side, Jack. You should have let the police handle this.”

“You said you had nothing on him. What would you have done in my position?”

He huffed out a laugh. “Probably the same fucking thing.”

2

JACK

“Jack.”

I jerked upright in the bed at the sound of Hannah’s voice. With a quick glance around the room, I realized I wasn’t back in that trailer. I was in a small house in the seedy part of town on a job for Baz Gelbero, an arms broker out of Canada. It was my job to watch his deadbeat son and keep him in line.

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