the flat surface of the wooden
ly followed by a crushing, suffocating darkness. Her body went complet
topped instantly. The silence that
hroat-a raw, guttural scream of pure maternal terror. She threw hersel
frightened step backward. Her h
ther, his massive hands gently but swiftly sc
tered in Bart's ears, hi
ammed forward into the mud. His arms reached out, desperate
e sto
saw the sheer hatred in the brothers'
sides, curling into fists so tight his fingernails bit into his own palms, dr
t. He shot one last, murderous glare at Bart and Jessi, t
. The heavy wooden door slammed shut,
Bart, Jessi, and the linger
ying to regain her composure. She bent down, grabbed her
us venom, sounding more like nervous justification. "Come on,
Bart's bicep
g him toward the rusted Ford. But his eye
wood, catching the sunlight, wa
slammed the door shut behind him, sealing th
ruck lurched forward, speeding
king. She ranted about Blanca's insanity, about how Delois was just
cked vinyl seat. He closed his eyes. He d
ped in a relentles
le body between him and Gonzalo's massive fist. He felt the
ing desperately to kill forced
er mouth. The faint, clean scent of lemon soap that clung to he
nd shallow. He raised both hands and dug his fingers
ly didn't care about the daughter of his mother's worst enemy
rhythm against his ribs. The image of her blood on th
passenger window. A dark, angry flush crept up
ly. He was losing contro
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