I drove like a madman. Well that’s if madmen actually drove. My hands gripped the wheel tight, my jaw clenched, my mind reeling with violent thoughts. Thoughts of what length Cholo could go to keep his secret, which means killing……

Damn it

Cholo thought he could take Sage? I wasn’t going to let him, never.

Over my dead fucking body.

I parked outside the house, stepping out before the engine even fully shut off. My boots crunched against the gravel as I stormed inside. My heart pounded ...