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while inside, had some connections while locked away, and knew that once I was out I’d have everything I needed to hunt him down and finish what I started nine years ago.”
    He wasn’t about to say that the contact he had was Violet. Hell, he had wished she stayed out of it all, but the fact remained that she had refused to back off, refused to listen to him. She was stubborn, that was for sure.
    Cain lit the end of the cigarette and inhaled deeply. He looked down at the smoke. You should quit this shit. It’ll kill you. Cain took one more hit from the smoke, and then snubbed the butt out on the bottom of his shoe. He had quit years ago, but old habits died hard when this kind of shit was all up in face. “Well, if you boys are ready to get this fucking piece of dirt in the ground, I’m ready to put this shit behind me.”
    Cain stared at Lucien, watched as his President walked over to the corpse, unhooked it from the chain it was attached to, and dropped the body to the ground. Kink and Malice walked over and picked Carl off the floor, and then the four of them walked out of the garage and made their way through the woods that lined the back of the clubhouse. It was late, dark as fuck, and the moon barely penetrated the trees above them. Lucien had grabbed a few shovels on his way out, and Kink had grabbed a flashlight. The body was draped over Malice’s shoulder, and Cain led the way, feeling this freedom fill him that he had finally ended this one nightmare for his girls.
    They walked for about twenty minutes. Then the shovels were handed out, and they started digging an unmarked grave. He grabbed Carl’s legs, tossed his rapist ass in the hole, and they started filling it with dirt.
    “You guys know you’re my family,” Cain said, his focus on the freshly filled grave. He spit on it, feeling disgust. “I have been waiting for this day for a long damn time.” He had also been thinking about all of this, every fucking day, while locked up.
    Lucien clapped Cain on the back. “I know, brother, and you’re our family, too.”
    “For life,” Kink said out loud.
    “And we’d do anything to help you find peace and vengeance, brother,” Malice stated. He moved closer and placed his hand on Cain’s shoulder.
    Cain nodded. These men were his family, his brothers in arms, and he’d kill and die for them.
    “Anyone fucks with a member’s kid, in any damn way, and we band together and take them out,” Kink said in a deep rumble that held menace and threat.
    They stayed there for a few more minutes, no one speaking, and then they all decided to go get piss ass drunk. Cain needed it, because doing what he really wanted to do—going to Violet—was not something he could entertain, not without feeling like a sick bastard.

Chapter Four
     
    Cain sat at the bar at the Brothers of Menace clubhouse nursing a beer. He’d been drinking the same lukewarm Sam Adams for the last hour. The newest member of The Brothers, Pierce, had just been voted in, and he was busy getting trashed and loving up on the club girls hanging around him. Cain had never understood the appeal of sweet-butts in the club. Yeah, it was easy access and loose pussy, but he didn’t like the skankiness of the whole situation. He was probably the only man at the club that didn’t stick his dick into anything that walked. It didn’t have anything to do with the fact he had been locked up for nine years, because even before then he had stayed away from the sluts. He’d been with Beth Wren for a year, and that relationship had created his daughter Fallina. That had been the highlight of being with Beth, because when Fallina was only three he’d gotten a call that Beth had overdosed. To say he had been surprised that she had been hooked on drugs was an understatement. What he had devoted his life to from that moment on, was being a better father to Fallina. Cain hadn’t known about the drug use with Beth, and he had his daughter in that fucked up