Chapter 122 Real Man
Richard's POV
I was so damn pissed off, I ran every damn red light, chasing down the little point on my GPS. I'm pretty sure my mind has gone on autopilot because I can think of a damn thing other than getting to my woman as fucking fast as possible.
If I ended up getting a following of cops, that would only be for the better. I already know Brent had called them. That's good. I lost track of Brent, but I trust him to follow me. I'll have to worry about everyone else later, once my mind is finally clear and calm, which I can't claim at the moment.
Jeff said they would be on their way. Well, that's fucking great! It just means they are going to see me beat the shit outta little piece of slime. I don't really care what they do to me, just as long as I get my sweet Josie to safety. And right now, she's not fucking safe!
Every nerve in my body is set on high alert. My body is thrumming with adrenaline and anxiety that will not be dispersed until James is crumpled on the damn floor and Josie is in my arms... Or at least at home, resting in my, or her, bed. I understand if she doesn't want to be with me right now.
I make it across the town and out into an older section that no one ever goes in record time. The crumbling building up ahead looks like it should've been torn down decades ago. The windows are cracked, and I highly doubt there is any power in the whole damn building.
No wonder he fucking picked this place! No one would find them! No one comes out here except kids to throw stones at the windows or tag the fucking building, only to be chased off by the cops. No one has any business in this fucking building. Not when it looks like it could crumble at the slightest nudge.
But Jeff found them. And that's all I needed.
I skid to a stop in front of the condemned building. I can hear the cops in the background, but I'm pretty damn sure I have a few more minutes before they get here.
And that's all I need.
I march into the old Echo Ridge Motel. I'm surprised no one has knocked it down yet. There is a fucking fence around and signs saying no trespassing.
I guess James can't fucking read.
It doesn't matter, because soon he won't be able to use his fucking eyes ever again, because I'm going to poke them out of his damn sockets! Then I'm going to fucking ring his neck until his head pops off his shoulders.
I'm momentarily frozen as I step into the darkness. How the hell could anyone stay in such a depressing place. No light anywhere! Even the windows are too dirty to bring in much light.
And that's when I hear it, echoing from down the hall, that voice full of evil and hate. My stomach twists as I listen to the lies he spews. Is this really what he's been telling her these past few hours?
“Come on, Josie! Fucking look at me! I’ve won! Don’t you see that? You belong to me now!” his snarl reaches my ears. “You are mine! You are not allowed to think of that fucking prick!”
He doesn't know he's just fucking sealed his doom! He also doesn't realize that he made it so much easier to find his location by his ranting. That is the only good thing I can say about this situation at the moment. Now I can find and save Josie that much faster.
I don't even notice my feet kicking off at a flat off run and I fucking slam into door that had been left ajar. It wasn't the first down the hallway, it was about 10 doors down, so I'm glad for the direction.
I see him frozen in absolute fear. He's hovering over Josie's body, pretending to be dominant. But he's just an abusive asshole who will finally get what's coming to him.
I warned him. Over and over again. I guess that makes today his day of reckoning. I will make sure he pays every fucking debt he owes to my sweet Josie. She's not strong enough to stand up against him. Luckily for her, I'm here.
And that monster deep inside me uncurls at his new prey. I can see the fear cross his face the moment he saw me. He could do whatever the hell he wanted to Josie when I wasn't around because he's weak. But he doesn't have the strength to fight a real man.