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    Pull the Trigger-2

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    `Shane POV_

    “Come on, get up tiger”

    I groaned and swatted the hand away, rolling to the other side. Just when I had finally fallen asleep Luca had to come in.

    “Get up, Leo needs us” he said,

    I shot up and opened my eyes groggily as I did,

    “Where at?” I muttered, checking the time on my phone. It was a little over

    “He found Marcus” Luca said firmly,

    My head snapped up and there was an unmistakable rage building up in me and I saw something resembling anger in Luca’s dark brown orbs.

    I swung my legs over the side of the bed and took my phone, pocketing it before stepping out hurriedly of my room. My best mate was on my heels as I slipped my shoes on and checked the clip of my gun before heading out.

    The drive to Leo’s was silent but not uncomfortable in which I spent looking out the window. As the car was coming to a stop, I hopped out and climbed up the three steps before knocking on the door.

    Leo opened the wooden barrier and stepped aside for me and Luca as we went in. I leaned against the wall of the hallway as Luca stood next to me, waiting for Leo to speak.

    “In the basement” he told me.

    That was all I needed to hear as my legs started moving, taking me down to the basement. Luca followed and found his way in front as he opened the door for me and we saw him on the floor with his hands and feet tied, a blindfold over his eyes.

    Moving down the stairs, I took my gun out and pulled the chamber back fiercely.

    I had waited 2 years for this day.

    I slid the piece of cloth down from his eyes, letting it rest over his shoulders as he shook his head, adjusting to the lighter environment around him. Giving him no time to speak I kicked him across the face before kneeling beside him,

    “Remember me?”

    “Shane McCutcheon” he sneered, spitting the blood from his mouth to the floor.

    Luca stepped onto his heaving torso with one foot, adding pressure with every growing second and Marcus wheezed in pain.

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