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“I don’t give a shit. I’m not leaving.”

He sighs. “Can I have Ali go by your house and grab you some clean clothes?”

Sure.

Whatever.

I don’t care.

Digging my keys out of my pocket, I toss them at him before turning back to resume my pacing.

I have to keep moving.

I have to do something so I don’t lose my goddamn mind here.

“Rooster,” someone calls and I spin just as Max joins us in the waiting room. He holds his hand out and I shake it as he glances down at my clothes. “What happened?”

“Someone attacked my woman and beat her with a fucking baseball bat.”

His eyebrows shoot toward his hairline. “Any idea who?”

“Owen Reynolds.”

“Man,” Jumper cuts in and I level a glare at him. “We don’t know that for sure.”

“I fucking do.”

He shakes his head. “No, you fucking don’t.”

“Okay,” Max says, holding his hands up. “Someone fill me in here. Who the hell is Owen Reynolds?”

“It’s Lennon’s ex-boyfriend,” Jumper answers with a sigh as he turns to look at Max.

“And he’s been stalking Lennon. He drugged her at Club Voodoo. He ran us off the goddamn road and now he’s beaten the shit out of her with a fucking baseball bat.”

Max’s eyes widen as Jumper huffs.

“The first two are correct but we don’t have confirmation on the last two.”

“Motherfucker,” I growl, stepping into his space and he squares up with me, a challenge in his eyes. He’s not going to back down and as much as I would love to hit something right now, I can’t do that to him.

I hiss as I take a step back.

“Someone did try to run them off the road,” Storm says, joining our little group and pinning me with a look.

He can fuck off.

“But we have no proof Owen was behind it.”

Max nods, his gaze bouncing between Storm and I. “But we have proof on the stalking and the drugging?”

“Yes,” I growl, dragging a hand through my hair. “I witnessed the stalking and Owen admitted to me that he drugged her at Voodoo.”

“Do you have any evidence to suggest that he was behind this beating?” he asks and I throw my hands up in the air as I turn away from him.

I don’t give a shit what any of these fuckers say.

Owen was behind this.