Chapter 4 - Leaving A Clear Warning For The Crime Boss
I crouched down over Dustin, grabbing a fistful of his gym shirt and pulling him up to eye level.
“Tell your uncle the crime boss that her father is officially open for business,” I whispered in his ear.
“If she so much as gets a paper cut near you again, I won't just break bones next time,” I warned.
I shoved him back down onto the canvas, where he slumped against the gym wall like a broken doll.
“Stay away from my family, or you’ll find out what real military-grade violence looks like,” I added firmly.
I turned my back on the terrified group of fighters and walked toward the heavy glass exit doors.
The receptionist stared at me wide-eyed, pressing herself flat against the front desk as I walked past.
The heavy door swung shut behind me, cutting off the stale reek of testosterone and shattered egos.
I climbed back into my pickup truck, my hands steady on the steering wheel as I shifted into drive.
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The first phase of protecting my daughter was complete, but I knew the real war was only beginning.
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