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I climb out of the van and spot the old sedan. My pulse spikes as Snake asks, "How in the fuck did you find them?"
Tech speaks up as I keep my eyes on the building, petrified of what I'm going to find. "I've been searching all the old warehouses within two hours of town, and Iron's been checking them all."
A hand clamps down on my shoulder, and I turn, making eye contact with my dad, who states, "Let's go get my daughter-in-law."
I nod and walk as quietly as I can toward the building, determined not to let the fucker know we're here. When we get to the door, Breaker goes in first, gun in hand, and I follow in second, keeping my eyes peeled.
"Fucking hell, the place looks ready to fall down," Sniper whispers.
He's fucking right, too. The whole building is swaying with the wind.
When we get near the stairs we huddle up, Snake about to speak when we hear, "Sign. The. Fucking. Paperwork," causing his eyes to widen. Sobs echo through the metal walls from down the hallway, and I don't think, I shove away from the huddle. I run as I follow the sounds, noticing a door at the end of the hall.
I can feel boots slamming behind me as I kick through the door, making it slam open. Everything fucking freezes.
My wife, my fucking heart, is tied, spread eagle, on a ratty bed wearing only her underwear. She’s covered in blood, cuts, bruises, piss, and shit. Some slimy, soon-to-be-dead man holding a wooden broom handle jumps back.
My eyes meet my wife's, and she tears up…just before her gaze dims.
Fuck!
"Violet!" I boom and rush over to her.
"Please, fuck, please don't hurt me, I just needed the money, please…" the soon-to-be-dead man cries, but I don't take notice of them as my main focus is on my wife.
I check her pulse and sigh in relief as my hand goes to the swell of her belly. Panic enters me, knowing it's very unlikely the baby has survived.
The loss is going to fucking kill her.
The weasel continues to cry, and I look at Sniper and say, "Sniper, untie my girl."
He nods before passing me the wooden broom handle that's covered in my girl's blood. I slowly turn and stalk to the man who, I'm guessing, is her uncle. His brown eyes widen at me.
The brothers all take a step back, giving me space, while my father grins psychotically. The dick starts to plead, "I-I…please, please…."
I give him a cold smile as I look at him, before I lift the broom handle and swing, hitting his neck so hard we all hear a crack.
"Fuck, did he just kill him with one hit?" Phil asks proudly, making the brothers clear their throats.
The man's eyes are wide as he falls to the floor; blood starts to pour out his mouth and nose before I swing the handle again, smashing his head until its mulch. I throw the now broken broom handle on the floor and snap, "Burn the fucking place to the ground." Smokey claps his hands in excitement.
I turn and head to my girl, where Sniper is carefully wrapping her bruised body in a blanket Phil brought in for her. He moves out of the way as I lean down, and as carefully as I can, I lift her bridal style, tears instantly falling at my first close up sight of her. Her head is limp on my shoulder.
"Fuck…" my dad whispers with a broken sob. The brothers surround me, showing me they're there as we walk out of the horror my girl was in for three weeks.
Half an hour and several broken speed limits later, we're pulling into the club. Doc is waiting outside with Liv, who instantly starts to bawl her eyes out as I climb out of the van.
Smokey grabs his woman as Doc keeps his face stoic. Phil rushes to open the front door, and we quickly enter. Everyone stands as I walk in, the brothers cursing, seeing the state of my girl, and the women instantly screaming and crying. I ignore them and head to the medical room, where Doc takes charge.
"Brother, lay her on the bed with the plastic sheet. I need to assess her injuries, then we'll clean her, and then…. Fuck…then I'll check the baby."
I flinch at his words, doing as he asks before standing back, allowing him to work with Snake’s momma, while my dad grips my shoulder and Snake grips my arm. We wait to see what injuries my girl has sustained, and whether or not we've lost our baby.
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Violet
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