Viper's Kiss (Back Down Devil MC #8)(65)

Jessa screamed and looked up to see Nate standing there. He put his hand out and helped her up.

“Help him,” Jessa said.

“No,” Nate said. “This is his fight.”

Nate pulled at Jessa’s wrist. But she didn’t want to move. She wanted to watch.

“Nate,” she said. “There’s a woman named Terri in the closet in the hall. She was tied up.”

“I’ll get her. Don’t get involved in this.”

Jessa lingered in the doorway and watched.

Blaine threw Vin over the surgery table. He rushed around and Vin started to kick. Blaine dropped to one knee, took a kick to the mouth, and then punched Vin again. The hit was so hard, it smacked Vin’s head off the floor. That paralyzed Vin for a couple seconds. Blaine stood up and put his foot to Vin’s throat.

Just like that, the fight was over.

The war was over.

Blaine looked at Jessa. Blood ran down the corner of his mouth. His cheek was swollen. Sweat on his face.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?”

“I am now, Blaine.”

“You’re going to want to leave the room for the next part,” Blaine said.

“You’re going to kill him,” Jessa said.

Blaine’s eyes narrowed with a deep evil. “He’s not worthy of just death. I’ll need a bag for all the body parts.”





thirty-four.



Blaine pulled the last knot as tight as he could. Vin was completely strapped to the surgery table. Restraints across his shoulders, his stomach, and his legs. A balled up towel was stuffed in his mouth to keep him from screaming. But Blaine planned on taking that out of his mouth before he started to work on Vin. Blaine wanted to hear and feel and remember every last scream Vin had to offer. He wanted to watch Vin’s neck strain as he screamed. Hell, maybe with a little luck Vin would burst his vocal chords.

“Now what?” Nate asked.

“I want you to take Jessa out of here,” Blaine said. “I need my time right now with him.”

“You don’t want my help?” Nate asked.

“No, brother.”

Blaine sat in a chair next to the surgery table.

Nate walked around and put a hand to Blaine’s shoulder. He leaned down and kissed the top of Blaine’s head. “I’m sorry for what he did. But we saved Jessa. Remember that, brother. We saved your family.”

With that said, Nate exited the room.

It was quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Vin stared at Blaine. His eyes were glazed with tears. Blaine wasn’t sure if Meghan and Janey cried before Vin killed them. If he tortured them at all. Or if he just burst into the house and started pulling the trigger.

Blaine stood up. He took a scalpel and put it to Vin’s forehead. Vin started to kick.

“No,” Blaine said.

He pressed the blade into Vin’s skin and twisted.

Vin screamed a muffled scream.

Blaine took the blade away. Blood gently dripped to right side of Vin’s head.

Blaine then put the scalpel to Vin’s chest, right at his heart. He pressed, twisted, and watched blood seep into his shirt.

“That’s what you did,” Blaine said. “You shot Meghan in the head and Janey in the heart. They did nothing to deserve it.” Blaine put the scalpel to Vin’s throat. “You f*cking piece of dirt.”

Vin kicked and screamed.

Blaine took the scalpel away and put it on the counter.

“You don’t get it that easy,” Blaine said. “I’m going to go slow. Fingers to the first knuckle. Then your toes. Then I’m going to remove kneecaps, just to do it.”

Blaine stood up. He looked down at Vin. In his mind, everything he knew started to play out. Working the streets, stuck between right and wrong. Meeting Vin and always knowing how dangerous the man was. Guilt then punched Blaine in the gut. He had a chance to push Meghan away but never did. He had gotten drunk and picked a fight with her. He did everything to convince her to leave. He even gave her a bag of money and told her to go. Take Janey and find a small town to start over in. Meghan accused Blaine of f*cking someone else. She even threw Jessa’s name into the fight. Which was kind of strange and eerie, considering how everything played out.

When they talked again, Blaine opened up to Meghan. He explained his job was dangerous and that he wanted nothing but the best for Meghan and Janey. Especially Janey. Her father had been some street punk that got Meghan pregnant and took off. The guy ended up murdered before Janey was even born.

That day, Meghan told Blaine the best way to save herself and Janey was to be with Blaine. It was a touching moment. Then Meghan gave Blaine two rings. Engagement rings. That’s what Meghan had done with the bag of cash. She bought herself a diamond ring. And one for Janey. So Blaine asked Janey for permission to marry Meghan. On the outside, it looked wickedly romantic and so sweet. Blaine on one knee, offering Janey her own ring to wear, as a promise that Blaine would always take care of her.

On the inside, Blaine hated it. But Meghan made it clear that if he wasn’t all in, then he would never get to take care of Janey. Meghan promised Blaine full adoption, Janey changing her last name, everything.

And Vin took it all away.

Blaine felt a tear slip out of his eye and he wiped it away. He stared at the tear on his finger and then made a fist and punched Vin in the face. He then started to punch him, over and over, wondering how many hits it would take to kill a man.