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“I’m going to kill you for all the times you beat the shit out of my mother. For all the times you made her cry. All the times I watched her cake on fucking makeup and a smile, to protect you from what? Everyone in this town knows you’re a criminal. I’d be doing the cops a favor. After all, I’m the one who tipped them off.”
His eyes widened.
“Yeah, that’s right. They raided the bar because of me. No one else, but me.”
His jaw clenched.
“I planted file after file after file in your desk.”
“What files?”
“Oh, you know…the shady shit you were doing with Christoff and his men? So tell me, old man, how long have you been trafficking guns?”
“How do you know that?”
“The irony of you being killed by one of your own guns.” I shrugged. “Can’t get any better than that.”
It was only then he realized I was wearing gloves.
“It has Christoff’s fingerprints all over it. Two birds, one stone. Now that one, was for Haven. You fucked with the wrong girl.”
Her nostrils flared.
“You can’t do this!
“I already have. Eye for an eye, motherfucker.”
“Why?” he spewed. “What have I ever done to you other slap your worthless mother around who wasn’t good for anything than laying on her back or getting on her knees for me?”
I pistol whipped him, sending his head rearing back.
“Talk about her like that again and I’ll torture you before I put a bullet in your head.”
He spit blood on the floor.
“You want to know what you did to me? On top of the physical and emotional damage you caused on your own fucking family like that’s not enough. How about all these years, all this time, I’ve lived with knowing it was my fault she ran that red light and the only reason she did was because I was selling your fucking drugs to get us away from you!”
“What?”
“Yeah, Daddy. I was so close. A few more months and I would’ve had enough for us to start over in another state where you’d never see us again. Finally get us far away from you and your endless bullshit! Where else mattered to you but that godforsaken club!” I held my arms at my sides. “Where are your biker buddies now? Even they can’t save you from this fate at my hand.”
His hand fisted.
“Just call me your grim fucking reaper and I’ve come to collect. Except I’m not taking your soul, that’s going straight to hell.”
“Chase…”
“Do you have any idea what I’ve had to live with because of you? I can’t even look at myself in the mirror! All I see is her death on my hands! The way I spoke to her before she died! It would have never happened if it weren’t for you!”
It made me sick to my fucking stomach that we were blood, and he was my father. He had his hands in a little bit of everything. Things that made gun trafficking look like fucking child’s play.
My moment.
Everything I’d been fucking waiting for, pursuing, investigating. All the sleepless nights, all the bullshit I’d gone through. Every life he’d taken.
Mine.
My mothers.
Almost Haven’s.
It all collided together.
Except this time, there was no more doubt. No more struggle. No more what ifs. My time had come to make things right. All I ever wanted led up to this. Where nothing else mattered.
But my fucking revenge against him.
Thirty-Eight
Hayes
“I brought it back here, Billy. Where it all started and now where it’s going to end.”
“You’ll never get away with this. You’ll rot in prison if you kill me! And then what? Huh? You won’t have your Peach anymore. Think about her, son. You’ll lose everything.”
“You would use her to try to manipulate me. Except, all the tracks to your murder go straight back to Christoff and his men. You said so yourself, my truck isn’t out front. No one knows I’m here. Consider me a thief in the night.” I leaned forward close to his face. “Now walk into the living room.”
His chest heaved, stepping one foot in front of the other toward the direction I demanded. followed close behind, remembering every time he beat her right into the ground.
How many times he shoved me into the wall.
The way her cries echoed through the hallway.
My heart pounding against my chest.
The sound of her pleading with him to stop, but he never did.
I remembered it all.
Every last second of the misery he purposely caused for his own sick and deranged amusement.
Most of all, I recalled feeling so much fucking hatred for him.
We stopped when we stood over the exact place where he’d hit her the most.
“Turn around, I want to look you in the eyes as I take your life the same way you took ours.”
With his arms in the air, he did.
“You don’t have to do this, Chase. I can go to prison.”
