Reaper by Brooke Summers

Author:Brooke Summers [Summers, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-24T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

REAPER

Pulling up outside Esme's house, I note that the lights are on. She's home. I ignore the way my pulse races at the knowledge I'm going to see her again. This woman has gotten me sunk. It's crazy to believe that someone can change your entire fucking outlook on life. That's exactly what Esme's done.

The anger from today's meeting is still coursing through me. Those fucking Jacobson’s have made enemies out of all of us and they're going to live to regret it. Going up against the Italians, Irish, and us is fucking crazy. There's no one who's gone against us and lived to tell the tale, and I can fucking guarantee that those asshole Jacobson’s won't be the first to do it.

Raising my hand, I knock on her door. I hear her shuffling toward the door, and I grin. Fuck, seeing her brightens my day, and the moment she opens the door, I'll have her in my arms. But my world fucking tilts when the door opens and I see her. There's a bruise forming on her temple. Her eyes are red and puffy, tears spilling down her face, and she's trembling.

What the fuck?

I step into the house, closing the door behind me and pulling her into my arms. She doesn't hesitate. She sinks against me, sobs wracking through her body. "I'm sorry," she cries. "I didn't want to be crying when you came. I just can't stop."

"Honey," I say thickly, trying my hardest to tamper down my rage. "What happened?"

She stiffens in my arms. "I'm okay," she says, a tremor running through her body.

I don't think I'm going to get an answer out of her. I lift her in my arms and walk with her to the sofa. She wraps her arms around my neck and buries her head into me, her tears soaking into my skin. Her sobs are like a fucking cut to the heart. Each one is like someone's slicing through me. It's without a doubt one of the worst sounds I've ever heard.

"Baby," I say softly.

She shakes her head, her cries growing louder. "Don't—call—me—that," she cries. "Please, Gray—don't call me that."

Fuck. I tighten my arms around her, rocking her, hoping and fucking praying that she'll calm down. But fuck, I don't think she will. I slide my hand into my pocket and reach for my cell. I hit dial on Prez's number.

"Reap, you good?" he asks the second he answers.

"Need you and Seri to come to Esme's," I say through clenched teeth.

"What's goin' on?"

"I have no idea, but she's sobbin' and she's been hurt. I need Seri to help me calm her the fuck down." Right now, the way that I'm feeling, I'm about ready to go find whoever the fuck hurt her and gut them. I don't give a fuck who they are.

"We're on our way. You thinkin' those fuckin' assholes got to her?" he asks.

I shake my head, my jaw ticking. "They had better not," I snarl.

"We'll be there soon, brother. Hang tight.

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