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Silver opened the door of the house and stared grimly at Wolf, Scars and Viking.“What the actual fuck, man?” Wolf growled even before he stepped inside. “He’s fuckin’ dead?”“Yep.” Silver shot a quick look around the quiet street outside and shut the door behind them. “I had to do it, so spare me the goddamn lecture, Wolf. He was alone in the bedroom with Jolene and he was about to kill her. Only one of them was getting out of there alive and frankly, there was no question which one I was going to choose for that to be. I didn’t even pause before I ended him.”“And he had a gun?” Scars asked.“Yeah.” Silver crossed his arms. “I killed him with it.”The four men looked at each other in silence, and each one saw a familiar expression on the other’s faces. After all, they’d seen it many times over the years – most often when they’d looked in the mirror. Whatever they’d agreed to give up to help Wolf take the MC straight, in this moment, they’d also just agreed to forget all of that. The

Forty minutes later, Scars opened the door to Ice and Cain. More grim looks in the doorway were exchanged all around, then the former Enforcers came in carrying large black bags that Scars hadn’t seen in years. Despite that, he knew damn good and well what the boys had in them – he’d seen them on clean-up duty many times, after all.“How’s Jo?” Ice said without preamble. “How bad is the bedroom?”“The answer to both questions is ‘pretty goddamn bad’.”“Where is she?” “Viking and Silver took her to Zack. Viking said that her eye isn’t focusing right, so he’s worried about a head injury of some kind.”“The fucker beat her up?”“Her head and face got the worst of it.” Scars sighed; this was going to be a long fucking night. He reminded himself to call Zoe in the next few minutes and fill her in. “She’s black and blue, man.”Ice nodded, then coldly snapped back to the matter at hand, the only one that he could actually do anything about.“We need the suits for the clean-up?”“Hell, yeah.

“And then I looked up,” Silver said slowly. “Jolene had his gun – I guess it had been up on the bed, but I didn’t see it – and she was pointing it at his head and he was blubbering and crying for me to help him. She told me to get away from Brian and when I asked her why, she said because she was going to finish this. She said that he deserved to die but it wasn’t going to be on my conscience, and when I begged her to think about this more, she said that she’d thought about it for long enough.”“Damn,” Zack said quietly. “It was a done deal for her.”“Yeah. Yeah, it was. And even as I tried to talk her down, I knew that. It was this weird and surreal moment where I was standing between them and hovering over him, like I was almost physically protecting him from her, but not because I wanted him to live. It was because I know what it means to take a human life – even a fucking worthless, piece-of-shit one – and I wanted to spare her that, even if she was sure that she wanted to do it.”

“So you know that for almost five years, that man made me not trust my own thoughts, my own eyes, my own memories. I didn’t have the first clue what I really believed or wanted, what I liked and enjoyed. He made me question every single thing that I thought I knew, to the point that I questioned my perception of reality and my own sanity.”“I know, baby.”“So let me tell you this clearly and with zero confusion: I wanted to kill him. I made that decision all on my own, with perfect understanding and knowledge about the consequences. I made a choice and I made it a long time ago, long before Wednesday night. I’m asking you to please let me stand by what I decided and did. Don’t try to rewrite what I wanted, or what happened, or ask me to lie about it. Please, Silver. Please try to understand that expecting me to live a lie or a fantasy as the truth is asking me to live the way that Brian expected me to… and that’s the one way that I can’t live anymore. I won’t.”Silver was horrified. “

“Revenge? For a citizen? For a crooked lawyer under federal investigation?” Silver scoffed. “No way, sweet thing. They don’t give a shit about anyone outside of their own MC’s and I’m not totally sure they even really care about their brothers. They’ll be after Wolf and Scars for something, that’s for sure, but who knows what. And frankly, if Viking’s doing his magic trick of making a body disappear, Crusher and Dawson can suspect us all they want, but they can’t prove jack-shit. They know they have no leverage.”“But will they care about proving anything?” she asked. “Aren’t they the types that just do what they want, regardless of proof?”“What can they want to do to us?” Silver said reasonably. “Nah. They’ll come at Wolf with accusations, he’ll deny everything and there will be bad blood. There’s already plenty of that, though, so all that will happen is we’ll all go back to quietly fucking loathing each other in our respective clubhouses, and carry on as usual.”“Really?”“Really.