Page 18 of The Gentleness of Rage (Rage MC #26)
Drake – a day later
H is phone rang, and Drake answered. “Yo.”
“Hello asshole,” a voice he recognised said.
“Fury.”
Those around him lifted their heads as Drake put the call on loudspeaker.
“Ready to die, motherfucker?” Fury demanded.
“Are you?” Drake shot back.
Fury laughed. “I’m an old man, you fuckin’ cocksucker. I’ve been dancing with the devil a long time. Speaking of assholes. Spike, you there?”
“Yeah,” Spike spoke up.
“How’s that asshole son of mine? I know he’s alive,” Fury hissed.
“My grandson? Yes, he’s just dandy, can’t wait to see his daddy again and put a bullet in his head,” Spike replied.
“Evie was so fuckin’ tasty, your baby girl. She screamed beautifully. But after six kids, Evie’s cunt wasn’t the same. How’s it feel, brother? Knowing I fucked your precious girl in every hole she had?” Fury taunted.
Anger and hate flashed across Spike’s face, and Volcano’s fists clenched.
“Feels good because my Evie beat you,” Spike snapped.
“She never!” Fury denied.
“Gotta say, my grandchildren and great-grandchild are a fuckin’ blessing,” Spike announced, and Volcano smirked.
“They are all dead. That psychotic motherfucker you call grandson killed ‘em,” Fury stated.
“Nah. Deke found me, and we faked the girl’s death, and we kidnapped Ember. As for Carter and Gideon, yeah, they’re strong, strapping men with families of their own. Deke got his siblings out and saved Carmelle and her girls, too. My boy fucked you over!” Spike crowed.
Fury screamed. It was a wordless cry of frustration. “I will find them and gut them all. They’re nothing to me, I’ll fuck them in the ass as their families watch and put a bullet in their heads! And speaking of… Say hello, little lady.”
Drake and Spike stiffened and swapped glances.
“I said, say hi!” Fury ordered, and a woman cried out.
“Fuck you!”
Spike stiffened. “Devon? No, Fury, let her go, she’s just a neighbour!”
“I can hear the panic in your tone. I was gonna screw and shoot her. Maybe hand her to my men. If a saggy cunt is worth fucking. But hearing my kid’s betrayal, fuck you!”
“Devon!” Spike yelled as the sound of a gunshot blasted down the line.
“No!” Volcano exclaimed as Spike’s head dropped.
“See you in a couple of hours,” Fury promised.
“Pops, I’m calling Gravy, he’ll get to her,” Volcano said.
Spike’s shoulders slumped. “She’s dead, boy, Devon’s gone. Fury just made his last kill. He’s going down,” Spike mumbled.
“Yes. We will destroy his reign of terror,” Drake promised as Rage sprang into action.
Fury was a couple of hours away. It was time for war.