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My brothers move from my back and spread throughout the house. They go through each room and look for Zane. Every single time one of them clears a room and don’t say they found my boy, my heart beats frantically. Calla’s father starts laughing maniacally as he stares me down. Even though the blueprints don’t show a basement, it doesn’t mean there isn’t a crawl space or some kind of hidden room in this house somewhere.
Paying close attention to the scumbag in front of me, his eyes continue to dart toward the left side of the living room. I’m not the only one who notices as Lash and Talon make their way over there to see what they can find. Both men disappear into a hidden room. Boxer is the only one standing at my back now.
“You won’t find the little stupid shit,” the twatwaffle in front of me states with a twinkle in his eye.
I fucking snap. Before Boxer can stop me, I launch myself at the dick weasel and beat the absolute hell out of him. I land one hit after another as he screams out and begs for me to stop and let him tell me where my son is. It’s music to my ears knowing this is what he’s put his daughter through countless times over the years. I can guarantee she begged for him to stop and screamed out with every new inch of pain he inflicted on her. Instead of stopping and loving on his daughter, he fucking continued to hurt her any way he possibly could. That’s not a fucking father or anyone who deserves to keep breathing the same air as Calla or anyone else.
When there isn’t a single inch of his skin I can see that’s not covered in bruises or cuts from my fists and rings, I let him collapse to the floor at my feet. He’s pissed his pants, has snot covering his face, and tears are still streaming down his face to land on the floor under his head. I smile down at him just as I hear someone say they got my boy.
“Got him!” Lash calls out, his voice full of happiness as I look over to find Zane in Lash’s arms.
“Now, you’re gonna find out what the fuck I can do,” I tell him as Lash and Talon take my boy from the house with most of the other members.
For a minute I don’t move a muscle. No one does. We all wait for Zane to be gone because this isn’t something he needs to see or even think about. It’s bad enough he more than likely saw this asshat laying on the floor at my feet.
“He’s gone, Shank,” Boxer finally informs me, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You go out with him and I’ll finish this for you. I’ve got your back, brother and can take out the fuckin’ trash while you go check on your boy and make sure he’s whole.”
“No. I will get to Zane in just a minute. I have to be the one to end this fucker’s life. If I can tell Calla that I know for a fact he’s gone, it will only make things better for her. She’ll know they don’t have to look over their shoulders for the rest of their lives and can get her first real sense of peace in years. Probably more years than I even know,” I state adamantly, knowing in my heart I have to be the one to end this piece of shit.
“Do what you gotta do then so we can get the fuck outta here.”
My best friend and a few others have my back while I continue to torture the man at my feet. When I can’t do anything else to him, I pull out my gun and put a bullet right between his eyes. Not before I give him a message to take to hell with him though.
“You can spend the rest of your days in hell knowin’ Calla won. She’ll live her life in peace and we’ll raise our son to be the best man he can be. No one will ever think of you again. And let’s not forget that every fuckin’ asset you have will now be Calla’s. All those years of you holdin’ out on her and denyin’ her the basic necessities will now be hers a million times over. Rot in fuckin’ hell.”
With nothing more for me to do here, I head out and find Zane. Lash has him away from the house so he didn’t hear much of the ending of the monster I just took care of. Running as fast as I can, I get to my boy and pull him from Lash’s arms. Zane wraps his little body around me and I can feel him trembling. Holding him close, I don’t wait for anyone to follow me as I race toward my truck. He needs to be checked out at the hospital. I won’t rest until I know for certain nothing has happened to him.
“Daddy, I want Mommy,” Zane says through his tears as I get in the truck with him.
“I know, buddy. I’ll call her on the way to the hospital. Are you hurt anywhere?” I ask him, not sure how much he’d know to tell me about this kind of thing.
“I don’t hurt, Daddy. That man didn’t do anything to me. He just put me in that room and locked the door so I couldn’t get out. Where is my Mommy?” Zane questions again.
“I’m callin’ her now.”
We’ve been at the hospital for a few hours now. The doctors are administering every test known to man because I’m being a complete fucking asshole. Calla met us here and she hasn’t let Zane out of her sight since the second she ran through the doors. Both of us held Zane between our bodies and everything else disappeared. I had my family in my arms and nothing was ever going to take it away from me again. Not if I could help it.
Calla showed up beaten to fucking hell. She’s got cuts and bruises all over her exposed skin, a cast on her arm, and she’s moving as if her ribs are bruised or worse. While I know deep in my gut this is because of her father, I want to hear her fucking say the words. She needs to know she can trust me with this shit. Because if tonight taught me a damn thing, it’s that I need Calla and Zane in my life. I’m not going to hold her keeping my son from me against her because there’s no damn point. Calla did the best she fucking could in her situation and I can’t honestly say I’d have done anything different.
“Where the fuck is he, Billy?” Calla asks me when they take Zane down for a scan of some sort.
“Who?” I question, not sure what the fuck she’s talking about.
“My father. Where the fuck is he? I want to fucking gut him,” she spits out, rage filling her eyes as she stares at me.
“He’s been taken care of, baby. You’re not gonna be tainted by that shit for any reason. I made sure he knew he fuckin’ lost and gave him the beatin’ of a fuckin’ lifetime. The last thing he saw comin’ his way was my fuckin’ bullet,” I assure Calla as I pull her into my arms and hold her close. “You don’t have to worry about him hurtin’ either one of you ever again. Now, I want to know what the fuck happened to you.”
I watch as Calla visibly relaxes. Her entire body releases the tension she’s been strung tight with for years. It’s as if the weight of the world has been lifted from her shoulders and no one has been able to give her that. I gave her that with the knowledge that her father is no longer breathing. Tears fill her eyes and I know she’s been holding this shit in for a long time. Not just since getting the call from Heather about Zane, but from the first second her father started abusing her. Now, she’s completely free to live her life and figure out who the fuck she is.
“Billy,” she says before her emotions get the better of her.
“I know, baby. Everythin’ is gonna be different from now on. Your life is gonna be the best it’s ever been. I didn’t even tell you the best part about the entire situation, Calla. Since your father was a fuckin’ assclown and did what you said with your mom, you’re his only livin’ relative. The next of kin who will inherit everythin’ he has to his name. Zeus will be able to figure that shit out, but it’s all comin’ your way,” I tell her, not honestly sure how she’s going to feel about that news.
“I’m not sure if I want anythin’ from him, Billy. It’s all tainted and shouldn’t be touched by us. He’s gone and that’s good enough for me,” she says, pulling back to look up at me. “What do you think I should do?”
“It’s up to you, baby. I’m not gonna give my input into this situation because it doesn’t involve me. If you want to get rid of everythin’, then that’s what you do. Maybe think twice before givin’ up all of the money, but that’s my opinion. What I’m gonna do is be there for the two of you and never let you forget it. When we get out of here, I think we should head back to the clubhouse. Zane might not be comfortable bein’ in the house after what happened to him there,” I tell her, not wanting to influence her decision one way or another.
“I’ll think about it, Billy. Maybe you're right. I don’t exactly like the idea of going back to the house knowing I was beaten in there and Zane was taken right from his bed. We were supposed to be safe there, Billy. That was our sanctuary and now it’s been tainted by that evil monster. How could he be so cruel?” she asks me, letting more tears fall. “He’s taken everything from me. My mom. He almost took Zane from the both of us. And he’s made sure you want nothing to do with me because of the choices I made.”
