Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Let’s get out of here guys before I delay us even further,” he says as he descends the steps.
He tosses his bag at Wrench’s feet and walks around to the passenger side of the SUV while Shadow climbs into the driver’s seat. Losing sight of Diego as he slides into the vehicle I turn my eyes to Wrench, who’s giving me a menacing smile. When he winks at me and licks his lips, my blood runs cold, and my stomach turns. I turn and quickly head back inside.
Chapter 28
Kincaid
Worse than being gone from home for almost three weeks, is it taking another twenty-four hours of travel time to get back after completing a mission. I shouldn’t complain. We’re all making it home in one piece, and we finally got our target.
I’ve only gotten to hear Emmalyn’s voice once since leaving, and that was nine days ago. Texting was just as sporadic. I told the guys not to let anyone know we’re coming home because I want to surprise her. I want to see the look on her beautiful face when I come into the clubhouse after nineteen days of not being there. I want to be able to tell her that I don’t plan on taking another job for months.
I need to hold her, run my nose down her neck, and breathe the magnificent smell of her skin into my lungs, but first I have to make one last stop. I sent the other guys ahead and told them I’d be just a few minutes behind. I head to the pet store to grab a new collar for Ollie. Em mentioned in a text last week that he was growing so fast soon the collar we originally bought for him will be too tight.
I’m twirling the bright orange collar around my finger as I turn down the dark hallway, but I fuck up the rotation on it when I hear Emmalyn cry out from behind the closed door of the bedroom. I sprint down the hall and throw the door open to find Emmalyn crouched down in a ball with a torn shirt. Wrench is standing over her with his pants around his ankles and his disgusting cock in his hands. My ears faintly register the low, pitiful growl of Ollie, but I don’t have time to even cut my eyes to him; I have a man to kill.
His eyes go wide when he sees me and begins to tug his pants up, only halfway succeeding before I’m across the room and beating his face in with both fists. Em’s crying from ten feet away sends me into a further rage.
“You. Sorry. Piece of. Shit.” I say each word punctuated with a closed, angry fist to his face. His eyes are squeezed tight, and blood pours from his mouth and nose. My vision tunnels and all I can see is red; my heartbeat a thunderous pounding in my ears.
Strong hands pull me away, and I fight them too. Wrench is writhing on the floor at my feet, and as far as I’m concerned that’s enough to go after him again.
“He’s had enough Kincaid,” Shadow hisses in my ears.
I have no idea how long he’s been talking in my ear, but these are the first words I hear. I clench my hands into fists at my sides and look around the room. Several of my guys are standing near Shadow, seething, as mad as I am. With his pants still around his thighs, it’s pretty fucking clear what Wrench was up to in here.
“Stand him up,” I bite out. Itchy and Ace move toward him at my command. “Strip his cut off.” I’ll take pride in burning that motherfucker tonight.
I look at him with nothing but disgust. His eyes are already swelling, and his entire face is covered in blood. I take a step toward him, but Shadow’s strong grip on my shoulder keeps me grounded.
“You’re done here you piece of shit. You’ve been nothing but poison since you stepped foot on this property.” I slide in closer to him. “If I see you here again, if I so much as hear your name spoken in this town, I will hunt you down and make damn certain you never take another breath. Get on your bike and never look back.”
I look back to Emmalyn. She’s still huddled in a small ball in the corner. I can’t see her face because it’s buried in her knees, but her fear is evident in the sobbing shudder of her shoulders.
“Get him the fuck out of here.”
I close my eyes and hold my face up to the ceiling, trying to calm the tremor and rage in my hands before I go to Emmalyn.
“Kincaid,” I hear Kid’s voice in the doorway and my anger is ignited once again.