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When I looked at Viv, the anger inside me boiled, growing. This woman, my friend, had betrayed me, and everything we stood for.

She had someone out there who was shooting at Kav and his brothers.

And she’d abducted my sister.

That was one sin I could never forgive.

I glanced at Lexxie. She was staring at me with a mixture of hope, despair, and fear. I took a step toward the water.

“Like I said,” Viv continued. “There is a part of me that’s sorry to kill you, London. And your sister. I’ll make it painless, and then I’ll dump you in the water. No one will ever find your bodies.”

“You know what, Viv? Fuck you! You made a mistake selling out to the cartel and framing me. But your biggest mistake was touching my sister.”

I charged.

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KAVNER

Ijogged through the marina yard, my pulse racing. My hand flexed on the butt of my gun.

Get to London. That was all I focused on.

We moved through a line of old, decaying boats.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out. Bullets slammed into the hull of the boat next to me.

I ducked and spun.

I saw a big man with a shaved head standing nearby, gun raised. I caught a glimpse of the ink on his forearm. It was a skull.

Colt fired at the man, and he disappeared among the boats.

“We have to take him out,” Colt said.

Fuck, he was delaying us getting to London. “It’s the man who beat up London and shot at her.”

“You sure?” Dante said.

“I saw his tattoo.”

Anger burned through me.

It was an anger born in my childhood of neglect, and honed when I’d learned to survive on my own. It was an anger I controlled because I’d learned to trust the men I called brothers.

And now, I used it to fuel me. I wanted revenge for what that asshole had done to London.

And I wanted him gone so I could get to my woman.

I pressed my back to the hull of the boat, and peered around. More bullets flew past. “I’ll circle around. You keep him busy.”

Dante nodded, and Colt lifted his chin.

As I jogged the other way around the boat, I heard them both trading gunfire with the attacker.

Using every one of the stealthy skills I’d learned as a kid, I crept around the side of a houseboat. I darted across to the next boat, and that’s when I saw him. He was looking in the other direction, shooting at my brothers.

I crept up behind him.

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