*Published with Limitless Publishing*
Pre-order on 27th April
Release on 7th May
Highest Rank #17 in Action. [20/10/18]
"She thinks she's strong enough to fight me. I'm about to prove her wrong."
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My only goal is to keep my club safe at all cost...
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🎵...KEEP SPENDING MOST OF OUR LIVES,
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DOMINIC
Kill! Kill! Kill!
That's all I can think about riding from the club to Cornwall's. If the bastard is in there today, he will be dead. A painful slow death. That's what he will get. Words cannot explain the feeling of the weight of the gun in my pocket. It's familiar. It's home. And, Cornwall, that bastard dared to destroy my home.
Devil's Shadow has always taken care of their own.
And, now one of us was lying dead in the middle of a strip club injected with more heroin than I could count.
Fuck.
Fuck!
How could I let it go this far!?
I'm Lethal! I'm supposed to make sure everyone's safe!
I could remember the loud knocks this morning. That demented sound of Foxy waking me up. Reeking in sweat, I opened the door to teach her a lesson, but all vanished the moment I saw dark circles in her tear-filled eyes. Something about her wasn't right when she started stumbling over the words that one of the Devils, Cindy, was found dead. That her bloody fingers were sent to us with a tip that we should collect the body from the strip club.
Everything went blurry after that. The screams of our brothers, the way Sniper looked torn between coming with us or grief alone. The rage slowly making its way to my heart, only screamed one thing.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
"We're here!"
Hearing Reaper, I pull up in front of the club. Not a few days ago, I was lusting after one of Cornwall's girl. Not anymore. Now I was lusting after blood.
Cornwall's blood.
"Prez, hear me out." I don't even notice Sniper curling my fingers from the tight grip I've had on the gun. He exhales sharply when my gaze goes to the washed-up bloody path. There were still some drops of blood on the pavement.
"Let's go. We have a fucker to finish." He actually flinches hearing my voice. I didn't give a damn about what he thought. The bastard will pay.
"Lethal..." Sniper tries again.
"Don't." Clicking the gun I turn to my brothers and sisters. "Cindy's death will be avenged with Cornwall's blood. I want you all to keep an eye out, and when I give you the signal, take the girls away."
Foxy nods at me before yelling, "Where's the spirit? The rage?"
