Tak: The A**hole Club Series by Ivy Harper

Author:Ivy Harper [Harper , Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Perceptive Illusions Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2021-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

Jazz

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After saying good night to Chelsea, I texted Dutch back a quick thank you for sending me Bradley’s address and asked him to look into the guy who’d been arrested. After I got comfortable in bed, I wasn’t sure how much time had passed before I heard it. A loud masculine yell.

I got up, breathing harshly. I grabbed my cell and pulled the side table drawer open and grabbed the gun that I kept there. I usually kept it locked away in its case, but with the incident at the studio, I felt the need to have it out and ready to use. Tak’s enemies could try to attack him in his own home one night.

Crossing my arms, I then turned on the light on my cell phone and rested it over the top of my gun. I only uncrossed them to open the door and took up the same pose once more. I turned the light to the right and left to ensure there was no one attempting to hide in the hall.

Another yell caused me to run down the corridor. Stopping at the opening into the living room, I backed up and pressed my back against the wall, slowly shifting to the edge. I leaned forward. My hold on my phone loosened and my shoulders slumped as shock invaded my mind.

Tak stood in the center of the room, his hands pressed to his head. He shook it frantically back and forth.

“Shut up, shut up,” he yelled. “Stop it.” He pleaded to no one.

My heart broke as I watched him. It took me a minute to realize he held a gun in his hand. Fear quickly took the place of the shock. I turned my gun on safety and laid it down on the floor as well as my phone.

I paused as he turned, lashing out with the gun, smacking it into one of the intricate glass statues that sat on one of the three high pedestals in the living room. The figure wobbled before it tilted over and slammed onto the ground, shattering into pieces. He stared at it, a stark look of loss taking over his features.

“Fuck,” he said, before he released a breathless laugh that held a bit of grief.

“Look, one day it’s perfect and the next...” His muttering trailed off, before he shook his head. “Fuck it, I’m so tired.”

He lifted the gun to his head. It wasn’t wise, but I ran toward him praying my speed was faster than he was at pulling the trigger.

“Tak,” I shouted his name.

He didn’t turn around when I called out to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist as my body hit his back. His body trembled. I tightened my arms around him.

“Tak, put it down,” I desperately ordered, trying to speak over the sorrow in my throat. “Please, put it down.”

He stiffened and became as still as a statue. His breathing harsh before the hand that held the gun fell to his side. He laughed, but it was empty of any joy.

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