The Butcher of the Bay Part II - J. Bree Page 0,10

fucking night, man." I don’t even attempt to lower my voice, fuck the lot of them.

He looks over my shoulder, ducking around the corner a little and I’m guessing he’s eyeing his pops, because sure as shit Grimm is here. I take a half breath, just enough to not shoot him straight away. That breath costs me. It fucking costs me a whole lot because the bloodlust is riding me hard and I already know exactly how to hurt this motherfucker.

There must be something in my eyes because he gets one look at the crazed, manic energy there and grunts under his breath. "Fuck. It's the girl, isn't it? The bombshell."

Nope.

Not a good thing to say to me.

I don’t move a single muscle but he spots his mistake and takes a big fucking step back. "Fuck, I didn't mean it like that. I've got my own chick back home, man, I'm not sniffing around after yours. What the fuck are you here for? Chance is here but he's not going to be easy pickings for you tonight."

I frown at him, having completely fucking forgotten the reasons I'd grabbed him in the first place. The Viper’s agendas mean less than fucking nothing to me now. "I don't give a fuck about your little sibling rivalry. I'm looking for my friends. If they're here, I'm gutting whoever has brought them here."

Colt frowns and glances back at the centre of the party again. “The Unseen guys? Fuck. There’s no way Grimm’s gonna hand them over to you, man. I get that you’re the biggest bad in this city but you can’t take Grimm and his Council. That’s fucking suicide and you’re not going to get your woman back like that.”

I glance around again and try to think a little clearer, let the haze of my rage go a little and look at things rationally. Nope. Still think I could shoot them all and get my friends back to go to fucking work.

Colt does a quick look around himself and then curses under his breath. “Is that one your friend too? Fuck me, tonight is a fucking disaster waiting to fucking happen.”

I turn to find Harbin stumbling towards me, war and death etched into his face as clear as fucking day.

Good.

They’re some odds I can get behind.

His voice doesn’t have an inch of humor in it as he says, "Now it's a fucking party. Did you get our distress signals? Fuck man, we must be fucking butt-buddies at this point because I was just thinking I should call you in. Where the fuck is the kid? I feel like we need her in this fight. We killing this one? Let me do it, I’ve had a fucking night.“

I spin on my heel and stalk towards him, my fingers itching for my cleaver. “I don’t have time to deal with these assholes right now, I need backup and I need it the fuck now."

Harbin grimaces and rubs his face. "Fuck man. What’s happened?"

I fill him in, ignoring the biker kid still standing there full of fucking attitude but watching me with careful eyes. Fuck it, I don't even care.

“Fuck, what did the kid do to get him to leave your girl? She really took one for the team like that, man, you’re right about her.“

I shrug. "Yeah, when she says something, she follows the fuck through with it. Where the fuck is Roxas? We've gotta bounce. I’ll help you hack this lot to pieces once my girl is safe and home.“

Harbin scratches the back of his head with a grimace. “Fuck, of all the nights to have fucking hell break loose with your jealous jilted lover. After the demons took out the Dive we let them take Roxas as a trap, so now we're about to take out as many of the fuckers as we can. That’s going to eat up a whole fucking heap of the night though, man… if you’re on board to clean house then we can bounce. I just need to get Roxas back.”

He looks over at Colt and raises an eyebrow. "I guess we've already got us some extra bait here. How much do you think daddy is going to pay for your skin, little Colt?"

The biker kid doesn't flinch. "You'd be lucky to get a dime outta him for any of his kids, man, he doesn't give a fuck."

"What are you doing here then? Turning on your club?"

The scowl he gives is a good one, fucking fierce. "I live