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need you to meet me at my condo before I kill Noah Sanders.”
    “Zev, what the fuck? I thought you were in Jersey.”
    “Just do it!” I toss my phone into the passenger seat and drive faster. My fingers clutch the steering wheel as I fly down Las Vegas Blvd. and obsess over what Tara has done–for me.
    The images breeding in my head of her with Noah ignite a tunnel of fury. It’s all I can see or feel. I want to be angry with her … to blame her. I want to think she betrayed me somehow, but in actuality she did the exact opposite.
    He’s the sick, evil one, and after looking at Tara broken and injured, I’m wondering if I’m no better. She wouldn’t have lived that nightmare if I had never agreed to do anything illegal at Submission.
    Every action has a set of consequences. All my brothers and I thought about were the terrorists and drug lords. We didn’t think of all the others we would draw into our web of corruption along the way.
    Once I’m at my condo, I leave my door unlocked and head to my home gym. I put on the heaviest weights I suspect I could hold and lie underneath them on the bench. I begin to lift, exhaling loud groans in the process.
    It’s this or destroy my shit and condo. Or worse yet, I might go do what I really want to do–kill Noah.
    I don’t know how long I’ve been lifting, fighting not to see the sick images that keep projecting on the ceiling above me. Noah fucking Tara forcefully. Noah hitting her and smacking her around. She was moving slowly tonight, and I bet he’s to blame for that, too.
    “Bro, what the fuck is going on?” Simon asks.
    Dropping the weights above me, I pull up my t-shirt and drag it down my face that’s drenched in sweat.
    He follows me out to the kitchen, and I take a water from the fridge and chug it.
    “Well?” he asks. His eyebrows are lifted as I look to him. He’s waiting for me to answer, and I don’t know where to start.
    “Tara found out about the drop that needs to happen with Noah. She also found out what he wanted in return. She gave it to him last night to keep me out of prison. To keep us out of prison.”
    “Holy shit.” He rubs his forehead and begins pacing. “OK, so she slept with him.”
    I slam my water bottle down on the counter.
    “She didn’t sleep with him! He fucked her and beat the shit out of her.”
    Simon stops and turns to me, the magnitude of what happened catching up with him. “She’s hurt?”
    “Yes, her face was beaten badly, and I’m not sure of her other injuries. I didn’t stick around long enough to find out. The way her face looked. Her sadness. I couldn’t take it.”
    I grip my wet hair in the front and pace. Simon approaches me and touches my shoulder.
    “Tell me not to kill him. I can picture it. It would be so easy for me to do.”
    “If you touch him, everything we worked for goes down the toilet. We all go down. You have to think about Karen, your niece and nephew, Mom and Aggie.”
    Groaning loudly, I jerk away from him. I march to my sofa and fall back onto it. “Tell me how to look him in the face and not rip it off. I don’t know how I’ll do it.”
    “First, you need to put some time and space between the two of you. You can’t see him anytime in the near future. Second, you need to think about what you have to lose, including Tara.”
    “She’s not mine. I pushed her away, and look what happened to her.”
    “She could be yours. Bro, she made the ultimate sacrifice for you when you aren’t even together. She had no way to know if you would hate her or love her for it, but I know.”
    “I don’t deserve her, and could she even forgive me?”
    “She wouldn’t have done this for you if she wasn’t capable of forgiveness.”
    My brother is standing in front of me in black dress pants and a white shirt. His hair is a mess from a night of work, and his tie is loosened.
    He’s tapping his foot. I’m trying to stay distracted. I don’t want to dwell on his last words.
    “Zev,