Ewan              I’m enraged. No, I’m beyond enraged. I’m seething. As I hold Taryn’s fragile form in my arms, all I can think about is killing my father. I’m in disbelief at what I heard. I mean, I always knew that my father was a bloody sod, but I never imagined he’d try to rape a sixteen-year-old girl. It’s beyond reprehensible. I look down at her sleeping face, and my rage heightens at the sight of her swollen eyes, sodden cheeks, and drying tears. The bastard tried to rape her!              I haven’t made the call, but I’m still holding my phone in my hand. I have to give myself a minute to calm down before calling my brother and rail at him for not taking action on our father's weeks ago.            &nbs

Ewan              I shoot up from my bed as the shrill sound of my cell phone ringing resonates throughout the room. Taryn shifts beside me and open’s her heavy eyes with an annoyed growl. “What’s wrong?” She mumbles sleepily.              It seems that our nights are prime for us receiving phone calls. Unfortunately, no one ever calls with good news. Fuck!              Reaching for the nightstand, I look at the phone’s screen and frown. “It’s Tamsyn,” I mumble gruffly.              At my words, Taryn slides up the headboard. “Why the hell is she calling you at this time of the night?”       &nb

              Ewan              The atmosphere is tense at best as Logan, Phoenix, and I search my father’s grounds. Even though I wish to rush in and shoot him between the eyes, I know that I have to be careful. If he took Ava, it must be because of his quarrel with Logan and me. My hope is that he hasn’t hurt Ava in any way. I couldn’t bear it if he hurt someone as innocent as Ava to get back at Logan and me.              “All of the lights are off.” Logan comments. I glance at him from the vehicle’s dim interior. The only thing I can make out is the glow in his eyes and the steady sound of our breathing. I turn my gaze back to the house and inspect the grounds. It’s quiet and still.       

Ewan                I gaze down at my phone’s screen as the call cuts off. Taryn sounded despondent, and to hear her tell me that they’re going to kill her and Ava, makes my gut clench. I’m still astounded when I recall how callously Tamsyn planned to kill her own daughter. The woman is a bloody monster.              “Well?” Logan’s voice cuts into my reverie.              “She and Ava are still alive. She said that she’s in a mansion near the Valley. From Tamsyn’s trajectory, I gauge that we’re not far from where they are kept. I’m glad you called Bullet and told him to tail her while we follow a street over. I don’t want her becoming suspicious.”     &nb

Ewan              The first shot lands near my foot, only managing to make me angrier. Logan, Phoenix and I, rush into the house and aim as men try to surround us. A grunt escapes my lips as one of the men kicks out and hits me in the kidney. Turning sideways, I grip his foot and twist it. The sound of snapping bone makes satisfaction course through me. Crying out in pain, the man falls to one knee, which allows me to shoot him in the head.              Out of the corner of my eye, I watch as my brother and Phoenix take down their opponents. However, I don’t give it another thought because I know they can take care of themselves. As another man approaches, I remove my knife and stab it into his thigh. This man is impressively muscled, with the body of a linebacker and the face of a pit bull. He barely feels my knife slice through his