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Harlow gets me free, and Nico helps me stand. He shrugs off his jacket and puts it on me. Fortunately, he’s a tall man so it hangs almost to my knees.
“Where’s your cut?” Harlow asks.
I nod toward the incinerator.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
“Nope.”
“Pep, we end this. Now.”
She storms toward the stairs, but Nico holds me in place.
“You’re coming home.”
I cup his cheek. “Yes, I am.”
Nico nods, then links his fingers with mine to lead me up the steps. When we reach the expanse of the warehouse’s main level, I’m shocked at what I see. DHMC members, Coast’s club members, and Forza Security employees are forming a giant circle. Every single person is holding a weapon, and their death stares are trained on Nicholi, who’s tied to a metal chair in the middle.
Coast and Fiona are the closest to me, and they step aside to allow me, Nico, Malachi, and Harlow into the circle to face the enemy. Nicholi is naked, just like I was, and his dick is barely hanging on.
“I see someone took things a step further than I did,” I comment.
“That was me,” Spooks pipes up from her position. “I couldn’t let you have all the fun.”
I laugh at her, feeling lighter than I have in years.
“Pep, this is your show, your call,” Harlow says. “What happens to him?”
“Oh, he dies here. But I think I’ll let the three of you get in a few licks first.”
Malachi doesn’t hesitate. He points his gun at Nicholi’s right knee and pulls the trigger. Then he does the same to the left. Nicholi howls in pain, but if thinks he’s hurting now, he’s sadly mistaken.
“Next,” I say.
Harlow grips the handle of her custom hatchet and swings it at Nicholi’s right arm, severing it from his body. Blood gushes from the stump to pool around him. Harlow steps back.
“Only one arm?” I question.
Harlow shrugs. “Less blood loss. You get his death.”
I nod.
“Next.”
Nico holds his 9mm in one hand and a knife in the other. But rather than use either of them against Nicholi, he turns to face me, and then drops them both on the floor.
“Nico?”
“This one’s for you. I won’t take any more of his pain away from you.”
How did I get so lucky?
I slowly walk toward Nicholi. His head lolls to the side, but he’s alive. Barely. I crouch in front of him.
“Not so tough now, are ya?”
He tries to open his mouth to speak, but he’s too weak.
