how the fuck he’d gotten the drop on us. I didn’t have time to grab my gun as I ran towards her with my heart in my neck.
The scene I came upon in the kitchen will haunt me for a long-long time, it brought me up short for a split second. She was bent over double, barely clinging on to the sink. Her poor little body swayed as she wailed in long heart wrenching moans that tore my fucking heart out.
I did the only thing I could. Rushing over to her, I grabbed her and pulled her in tight against me, sharing my warmth and my strength with her the best I could.
"I've got you little darling you go on and cry." I whispered the words softly in her ear so as not to spook her. Her body shook with each sob as she clung to me, her little fists holding on tight to the back of my shirt.
I felt tears sting my eyes at the pain in her voice. For the past few hours I'd been hoping and praying that her ex never got a whiff of where she was hiding out.
Now I wish the son of a bitch does find my place. In fact, I'm gonna start digging a hole because the fucker won't make it off my land when and if he ever shows up here.
Mikey ran into the house at a dead run, but I shook my head at him. He knew, he understood, because I'd told them what had brought her here.
The young man who I always forgot was little more than a child himself, looked close to tears as he folded his fists and walked back the way he came with his head down. Yeah, that’s pretty much how I felt, helpless.
I don't know how long we stood there, me holding her while she cried her heart out, but when she was done her body just sagged against mine, she'd tired herself out.
"Okay now sweetheart I'm gonna take you to your room. I want you to rest for the rest of the day, don't worry about anything else just rest okay." She didn’t say a word or utter a sound.
Poor little thing she’d used up all she had it looked like.
I picked her up and carried her upstairs, all the while wondering what the hell I was supposed to do now. I laid her down on her bed and pulled the sheet up over her and still she said nothing.
There was a glassy look to her eyes that I didn’t much like, but there wasn’t much I could do; it was going to take time.
I sat on the side of her bed running my hand soothingly over her hair as her breath hitched and a stray tear would escape. When she took one last deep sigh and I saw her body relax, I knew she was out.
Still I sat there for the longest time just watching and thinking. I had a decision to make. The thoughts that were running through my head weren’t the thoughts of a stranger who’d just met her, but those of a man who’d found his woman, his other half.
When you spent your life in dangerous situations such as I have almost everyday of my adult life before I retired, you learned to make life-altering decisions quick. I think I just made the biggest one of my life, but first things first.
I pulled her door almost but not quite closed and headed down the stairs and out the back door. The guys were already gathered in the backyard looking up towards the house, just where I expected them to be.
I was finally able to let my inner fury show as I walked towards them.
"How do I get to that motherfucker without letting him get close to her?" I looked at the Scrantons because I knew they would know.
"Say the word and he's dust." Adrian never stopped looking up at the house. I could tell from the look on his face that he was using great restraint.
"No, I want his blood on my hands, it’s mine to do, how?"
Simon took a deep breath before answering me. "If we do this we do this right, no fuck ups and no way for it to come back; you sure you want to do this? Your brother's the sheriff."
"Did you fucking hear her?" Calm down Caleb, these men are not the enemy.
"Alright then, first we plan."
"Body." That's the only thing Mark said, just one word but I understood.
"We have lime." Nathan was on board, but I knew they all would be. It’s not