The Enforcers' Revenge: A Hell's Bastard Novella Book 3.5 by Emma James & Kathryn Kelly

Author:Emma James & Kathryn Kelly [James, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Emma James
Published: 2018-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

On The Same Page

Reading motherfuckers has saved my life more than once. The Dwellers have never had a reason to collaborate with the Soulless Bastards, and they’re located well out of our territory.

The lives of two old ladies are at stake, so a pissing contest is the last thing on my fucking mind.

I peep through the window again and spot water pipes extending out of a torn-up wall. Two doorways and countertops at a ninety-degree angle, a breath away from falling.

A tall, lanky motherfucker is yanking Pearllene up by her collar. When the stocky White dude goes for her friend—Miss Catherine according to Edge—Pearllene starts to struggle and speak words I can’t hear over the loud music. It earns her a slap across her cheek. Miss Catherine is being hauled to her feet.

Edge is beside me cursing under his breath, thanking fuck Miss Catherine is alive, and growling at the way they’re being manhandled. We look at each other and nod. These fuckers have just earned themselves a date with two pissed off bikers.

“I’ll go in first,” I say in his ear. The fucking music is so loud. “You got my back?”

Edge nods his head once, raising his gun. “Fucking oath. Let’s do this.”

I turn away and walk to the old steps, cursing each creak as I go up. The door is barely hanging on its hinges, rusty, noisy motherfuckers that they are. The heavy drumbeat of the music helps to drown out the sounds we’re making.

The closer I get to them, the more I pick up on Pearllene and Miss Catherine’s cries over the music. They are being physically harmed.

Something scurries across my feet, and I scowl. This house is a fucking disgrace. Edge jabs my back.

When I turn to glare at him, he points to another doorway, then indicates himself. I take that to mean he’s going to loop around and get to the other side.

I wedge myself into a corner, allowing Edge a chance to situate himself. My blood’s pumping in anticipation.

Raising my gun, I stroll into the room. “Good evening, motherfuckers,” I greet. “You needed to talk to me?”

They both stop their abuse. Releasing Pearllene, the tall one brings his hand to his side as Edge puts his piece at the back of the stocky one’s head. I don’t hesitate to pull my trigger, blowing a hole through the hand of lanky motherfucker. Blood sprays everywhere and the blowback hits his face.

The loud music has helped to swallow the sounds up of my gun going off and this fucker’s scream.

Pearllene has landed on the floor, next to her friend. They are both beaten and bloody. I want to assess them for broken bones, but Moe and Joe have to be dealt with first.

Leaning against the wall and heaving in a deep breath, Pearllene grabs Miss Catherine’s bony hand. She offers me a weak smile, and I sense her relief. Anger surges through me again at the state they’re in. “Pearllene, you and your friend doing okay?” About the only thing I have for torture is my lighter.

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