ANMELDENBrian
“The fuck it worked.”
The second Sable said it, I had to fight the urge to smile.
She sat tied up in the back of the van looking exhausted, pissed off, and somehow still tougher than almost everybody standing around her. Blood streaked across her swollen knuckles while strands of blonde hair clung messily to her face, and despite the situation she still sounded mean enough to bite through steel.
“I clocked her
Brian“The fuck it worked.”The second Sable said it, I had to fight the urge to smile.She sat tied up in the back of the van looking exhausted, pissed off, and somehow still tougher than almost everybody standing around her. Blood streaked across her swollen knuckles while strands of blonde hair clung messily to her face, and despite the situation she still sounded mean enough to bite through steel.“I clocked her the second she walked into the club,” she continued flatly. “Then I took her out back and beat the absolute shit out of her.”Honestly?Good.Most of the club couldn’t stand Kandy. The fact Sable beat her ass badly enough to leave her bleeding behind the compound was probably the most useful thing Kandy had ever contributed.“Would’ve killed her too if my men hadn’t pulled me off her.”Luke laughed under his breat
SableHeadlights appeared in the distance several minutes later.The beams cut across the empty gravel lot before another SUV rolled toward us fast enough to kick dust and loose rocks behind it. Luke straightened slightly beside the van while Cassandra glanced toward the approaching vehicle with mild annoyance already written across her face.The SUV stopped hard beside Luke’s.Brian climbed out.The second Luke saw him, irritation flashed across his expression immediately.“Where the fuck you been?”Brian slammed the driver door shut harder than necessary before stalking toward us.“Well maybe if you’d told me where the fuck I was supposed to be before ten minutes ago, I would’ve gotten here sooner.”Luke’s eyes narrowed instantly.“I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to like that.”The atm
SableThe van finally started slowing down nearly an hour later.Every muscle in my body tightened instantly.The road beneath us changed from pavement to rough gravel, the tires crunching loudly underneath the vehicle while the suspension bounced hard enough to rattle my already aching body against the metal wall behind me.The two men riding with me straightened slightly too, and judging by the sudden shift in atmosphere inside the cargo area, we’d finally reached whoever they’d been transporting me to.
SablePain reached me before consciousness fully did.A dull pounding throbbed behind my eyes while every bump in the road rattled through my body hard enough to make my stomach twist unpleasantly. The inside of the van smelled like gasoline, sweat, cigarette smoke, and old metal baked under too many summers. Somewhere beneath all of it lingered the sharp chemical scent from whatever they’d used to knock me out.Moving hurt.That was my first coherent thought.My second came the moment I tried to shift and realized my wrists were bound tightly behind my back.Cable ties.Same with my ankles.Well.That was fucking annoying.I forced my eyes open slowly, blinking against the dim lighting inside the cargo area. The back of the van had no real seats, just metal flooring, tied-down crates, and two men sitting farther up near the rear doors facing me while the vehicle bounced steadi
JarekBryce hit the alley at a jog with two prospects behind him before stopping dead at the sight waiting for him.Kandy sat slumped against the brick wall barely conscious, blood running down her face and soaking into the front of her shirt while one eye had already swollen nearly shut. Her dark hair completely wrecked, and the fake tattoo smeared across her neck looked ridiculous now beneath the blood and sweat.Bryce blinked once.Then slowly looked at Marcus.“…Jesus fucking Christ, what happened?”Marcus took a drag from his cigarette before exhaling calmly into the cold night air.“Sable happened.”Honestly?Under different circumstances, I probably would’ve laughed.Because my girl had absolutely wrecked her.The alley itself looked like evidence from a crime scene. Blood streaked the concrete wall where Sable had smashed Kandy’s face into it, and one of the fake cat-eye glasses lenses glittered near the dumpster where it had shattered.But the humor died almost immediately be
JarekThe second Sable gave me that look across the bar, I knew somebody was about to have a very bad night.Marcus knew it too.Neither of us stopped her.That probably said something deeply concerning about both our personalities.The heavy back door shut behind Sable and the fake brunette following her, muffling the music from the tournament into a distant vibration beneath the walls.Marcus took a slow drink from his beer beside me before muttering, “You realize we’re absolutely enabling violence right now.”“She earned it.”“That’s fair.”I waited about thirty seconds before jerking my head toward the back exit.“Come on.”We stepped outside into the cold night air just in time to hear the first scream.Marcus winced slightly. “Jesus Christ.”I almost smiled.The alley stretched a







