Moon Stalk

Chapter Twenty Five

Staring at the electric blue eyes of my enemy had me gritting my teeth in anger. Here I was, weak and at a disadvantage before I remember a crucial detail.

Zane is here, behind me. Zane, who was a whopping 6'4" beast weighing in at a nasty 260 pounds of pure muscle and resting bitch face. Zane, who had heard that Jimmy had sold my niece who Zane viewed as his own daughter and now had murderous rage directed at Jimmy. And Zane, who has seen the extent of my injuries and knew Jimmy wanted to hurt me in inhumane ways.

Oh Jimmy was fucked six ways to Sunday.

"Ah lovely Sierra. I've been having such... vigorous thoughts of you, as of late." Jimmy's voice crawled over me, like a bad heat wave.

Seeing an unknown man walk towards me had Zane lean down to whisper in my ear. "Who's this turkey?"

"That would be Jimmy Boyle, Sir."

A second went by before I heard Zane's malicious chuckle. "Oh this should be fun."

Just as Jimmy reached me, intending to cup my bruised neck where he previously choked me, Zane's large arm burst from behind me, gripping Jimmy's wrist painfully.

"The fuck?!"

"Hello boy. I've heard a lot about you as of late and, gotta say, not a fan."

"And who are you exactly?" Jimmy croaked, wincing as Zane's grip tightened.

"Ah sorry bout that champ. Allow me to introduce myself." Throwing Jimmy's arm to the side, Zane walked ahead of me, broadening his shoulder and planting his hands on his hips.

"The name's lieutenant Zane Erickson,  friend to Sierra Moon and godfather to Margaret Moon. And you, Boyle, are on my fucking shitlist."

Rushing him, Zane pulled a move that had Jimmy's head against the countertop, arms restrained behind him and a nice size 11 boot crushing the back of Jimmy's calf.

"Holy shit man! Back off, this ain't your fight!"

"Oh but you made it my fight didn't you? You made it mine when you sold my god daughter and nearly girded my friend. Moon, he do anything else that would piss me off, generally speaking?"

"Yeah, he watched my sister get changed through her fucking curtains."

It got so quiet I swear, you could hear a pin drop. Zane's face was paused in a look of shock, horror and disgust before he glanced at the perpetrator. "You peeped on Bear?" He said, referring to my sister's nickname from high school.

"He sure did. His lackeys even made a request to change the shades so they can see better next time."

I took great pleasure in watching Jimmy squirm under Zane's boot. Zane's face grew into a snarl and he ground his boot onto Jimmy's leg, hearing several cracks.

"What the fuck, man?!"

"Now you caused my girl a lot of pain but the funny thing is she had clean breaks which will result in a much better healing process. Meanwhile, if I just so happen to give you splintering breaks... well it won't be so easy, will it?"

"Now get the hell out of here." Giving a final snap, Zane yanked both of Jimmy's arms back, hearing a defining pop as he yanked them out of their sockets.

Seeing Jimmy almost have to crawl his way out gave me such happiness but the look he aimed in my direction made me shiver in fear almost. Shaking it off, I turned to look at my lieutenant who wore a smug look of victory.

"You had far too much fun with that." I said, amused.

"Eh, maybe a bit. Go ahead and order your shit, say hi. After that we can make our way to the dealership." He barked at me before plopping down onto a seat, hearing it protest under his weight.