“You are going to regret this,” Evan continues, unaware that his whole world is about to change.
After dropping my bike several streets away, I ran back through the neighborhood until I slipped through the back door of the house across the street. Mrs. Davis is a sweet older lady. She had no problem going on the casino cruise with money from the club.She even asked me to watch her place. It was exactly what we wanted.
“Is he there yet?” I ask Smoke as soon as I am through the door.
“Just arrived and bribed Tank. He’s inside now.”
Moving closer to him, I put an earbud in and listen.
What I hear has the rage in my blood boiling to new points. I will kill him one way or another. He will never hurt my woman again.
We can’t see inside. It was too risky to install cameras, knowing the place was likely being watched, but Jane is wearing a wire, so we can hear everything.
When I hear a loud clap, I know he hit her. Smoke has to grab my arm to stop me from rushing the place too soon.
Then I hear it. The word we gave her.
Anchovies.
That one word has all of us moving without hesitation. Tank is the first through the door with Smoke and me right behind him.
He has his gun up and pointed at Evan.
My eyes roam over Jane. Her neck is redder than it was before, and she has a red patch on her cheek from where he likely hit her. Other than that, she seems okay.
Her eyes aren’t on me, though. They are watching Evan, like he is the most dangerous thing in the room.
She has that wrong, though. I am the most dangerous thing in this room, and Evan is about to figure that out.
“Evan Anderson. You really are a piece of shit, aren’t you?” I say, drawing his attention to me from Tank.
“Colin Sheridan, biker wannabe, who is lapping up my sloppy seconds. Tell me, how does my dick taste?” Evan spits back at me.
I hear a small gasp from Jane, but I cannot take my focus off Evan.
I laugh, moving closer to the man.
“Oh, it’s cute you think I got your seconds when Jane never even orgasmed until she met me. It tasted so sweet on my tongue, but you don’t even know what she tastes like, do you? You are a selfish man and a selfish lover. Don’t worry. It won’t matter for long because tonight you will be dealt with.”
Evan snorts. “Henry knows I am here. If anything happens to me, he has been told to release all the information we have on you and Jane. The children will go to him. We have ensured it.”
I lick my lips, smiling. “Oh, you have no idea who we really are, do you? Or at least who I am. It doesn’t matter. You are about to learn. Come on, Evan. You want to hit someone? Hit me. I can take it.”
He growls. “I will do no such thing. It’s a setup.”
I laugh even louder. “Wow. Jane said you were a coward, but I didn’t think it was true. A man who has as much anger as you have, I thought you would jump at the chance to get some of it out. I guess you only like to hit people who won’t hit back.” My eyes trail to his bleeding arm. “Or I guess she did this time. I’m proud of you,a mhuirnín.”
His hand twitches, the knife still in it from where he pulled it from his arm. I’m not worried about his knife, though, and I don’t plan to use my gun. No, I want to teach this man a lesson. Let him feel everything that Jane has had to feel. I want to see the fear in his eyes as I hand him his ass.
“Fuck that bitch. She is nothing. I will decimate her. You might have stopped me from ending her life tonight, but she will come back home, and then you won’t be able to do anything,” he promises.
“So you were going to kill her tonight?” I ask.
“Yes. She doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air I breathe. She betrayed me. She’s nothing but a two-bit whore.”
My anger reaches new heights hearing him talk about her that way, but I react as I speak to Smoke.
“Is that enough?” I ask.
