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Rocket watched his president as he continued scratching his beard
“Much as this is gonna fuck with how you think, it’s gotta be said You can’t protect everyone all the time Shit happens And yes I know that’s a cliché, but it’s also the fucking truth And when shit goes down, how you deal with it is what matters to the people you care about No one expects you to be psychic, Rocket But your wouilty you feel
“You were selfish as fuck Disobeyed ainst your club because of what you needed Chloe went behind your back to save your ass You wanna feel guilty, feel it over that Not because you didn’t use your crystal ball to guess that Esposito was going to plant Lefty in your woman’s house”
With that parting shot, he grabbed the bottle and liet thirty ive you the kill, and you can take your time with it, but this ends today,” he called over his shoulder without turning around
Rocket scrubbed a hand down his face He’d really fucked this day up no le you looked at it He’d been so hot to s that mattered in his life, his club and his wo in the wind Or at least he hoped the tether hadn’t been completely severed If the situation weren’t so screwed up, it’d be laughable For years, Rocket functioned as an elite operative, working under staggering amounts of pressure He’d been successful under fire, while being hunted, in the most hostile of territories, and never so ive hiic story, sexy-as-fuck body, and heart big enough to overlook his issues, and he lost his fucking mind
“By the way,” Copper said as his pal LJ’s collection runs for the next threehis patch-in party Just got delayed…again”
Huffing out a laugh, Rocket shook his head There wasn’t anything he hatedbusiness Copper nailed that punishment As much as he despised the task, he’d suck it up and compete it without a word of complaint It was the absolute least he deserved Had he been in Copper’s position, he wouldn’t have been so lenient
Twenty-seven ht to voicees, Rocket gave up on contacting Chloe for now Once Lefty had been dealt with, he’d go seek her out, whichsuspicion Copper planned that as well Izzy on a good day was a force to be reckoned with Izzy full of pregnancy horh to make any man’s balls suck back into their body
Set his woman back
As he trekked through the woods to the underground bunker affectionately known as the box, Rocket let thoughts of Chloe fuel his hatred for Lefty He conjured the ies of her beaten, naked, and bound to the hotel bed She didn’t deserve to be reht of her in such apast what happened to her He’d give her the respect of going forith her But for tonight? Tonight, he’d bathe in the ht and use them to torment the man responsible for her pain
When he reached the box, he yanked the heavy wooden door straight up, then descended With each step, a whistled wheezing grew louder as did the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the weak grunts of abut lie limp and accept the brutal punishment
After ain the box A single bulb dangled fro over Lefty’s head “Damn, Cop,” Rocket said as he whistled
His president grunted as he wiped the sweat off his broith his shoulder “Mighta got a little carried away”
It was Rocket’s turn to grunt “That’s one way to put it”
Lefty slumped in a chair in the center of the room He was out cold, coing like wet noodles at his sides There wasn’t a single restraint holding him to the chair He was beaten all to fuck and couldn’t escape if his life depended on it—which incidentally it did
“Just us?” Typically, Zach was in on this kind of thing Sometimes Screw or one of the other exec board members Not this afternoon Today it was just Rocket and Copper, the those hatred for Lefty ran deepest Rocket for obvious reasons and Copper for all the grief this man had caused his club Copper would move heaven and earth for his club, and the demise of Lefty symbolized the culmination of nearly a year of shit