The Girl He Craves

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Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

Either way he deserved it.

at your place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my

he send

I nod.

Dad roared and slammed his fist on the

groaned, nursing his wound and

looks furious but also confused

looked down at the phone again and scrolled down.

around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so no one had called

it to him,” Dad

my eyes back to his and looked at the guy

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

eyes snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking

the

door closed

we give it to him, he’ll see what we’ve done,” I nudged my chin to the wounded

was easily taken down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after us after seeing how far

retaliate by posting those photos online

photo nowadays son. Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been in

“I sure hope you know what you’re doing,

son.” He patted my back and nudged his chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long gone when he gets

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor, my

was sickening. I hated the stench. But I hated my racing

life on the line. Keeney was fighting for

those Muralo sick

can you please stop pacing for a second?” Mitch

must be worrying

and went to sit down on one

called 911, I told him to call my

still safe.

Tenney’s phone to

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