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Callan: Understand?

Callan: I can’t be seen with you or else the mob will know that I’ve betrayed them.

I gritted my teeth and stared through the windshield in João’s car, glaring at the wooden fence and sand dunes in front of us. I wanted to go in there now to rescue Vera; I didn’t think I’d be able to wait much longer.

Instead of waiting for my response, Avery got out of his car and walked up the stairs of the building to the platform up top that I used to hang at last summer. He padded around the top for a few moments, scanning the area.

Hell, I didn’t even know if he knew what the fuck he was doing.

Balling my hands into fists, I glared out the window. “We need to go now.”

“No,” João said, one hand gripping the steering wheel. “Not yet.”

“We have to go,” I growled, knowing that they had trapped Vera somewhere here.

We needed to get her back as soon as we possibly could. I didn’t want any filthy man touching her body. I would never fucking forgive myself if they did.

I was supposed to fucking protect her.

My phone buzzed in my lap, jolting me out of my thoughts.

Callan: Jim’s here.

Callan: Heading toward the parking lot.

Callan: I’m walking down to where he left now.

When I spotted that fucking punk walking toward a car, I stormed out of João’s Mercedes and toward the row of cars. Before he had a chance to even fucking unlock one of them, I seized his collar and hurled him to the ground.

“What the fu—”

I dropped on top of him, straddled his waist, and slammed my fists into his head over and over and fucking over again. Like Vera’s head had, Jim’s head bounced against the asphalt like a fucking basketball.

Blood spurted out of his nose and ran down his cheeks. That desperate kid tried to shield his face from me, but I crawled up to him, set my knees on his elbows, and pinned that fucker to the ground.

“You fucking piece of shit!” I screamed at him, raining down fists.

“G-get o-off of—”

I slammed my knuckles into his mouth, knocking out two of his teeth. “You want to kidnap my girl and trade her in a fucking sex ring?!” I shouted, tears clouding my vision.

My hands moved so fast and hit so hard that I was sure that I had missed and hit the pavement a couple times.

My knuckles ached, but I didn’t stop.

I couldn’t.

Adrenaline rushed through my body. He needed to fucking pay for what he had done, how he’d treated Vera like she was garbage, thrusting her to the ground, knocking her out, and shoving her into the back of his van.

Jim stopped resisting underneath me, instead spitting up some blood. I put all my weight on his elbows with my knees until his arms turned purple. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and banged his head against the asphalt until his eyes rolled back into his head and someone pulled me off him.

“He’s dead,” João said. “Let up.”

When I ripped myself away from João—because I wasn’t finished with Jim—João grabbed me again and shoved me back.

“He’s fucking dead, Blaise. Forget about him and let’s go get your girl.”

My girl.

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