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I added.“I figured,” he said, his face a mask of intent.I watched the three of them head around the back and then motioned for J and Nash to follow me. A moment later, I banged on the front door. We stood back and waited.When Mario opened the door, he looked at J and Nash before smirking at me. “Brought your back-up, I see. Won’t make a difference, though, asshole. Your bitch owes me money, and I fucking want it.”My fist collided with his cheek so hard he staggered backwards. I stepped ins...ide his house and punched him again. Blood flew at me. I punched him again. “Motherfucker!” he roared.I ducked as he tried to get a punch in. “Yeah, I fucking am! You want to pull the shit you pulled today, this is how I fucking deal with it.” My mind was zeroed in on dealing with Mario, but the sound of glass shattering and yelling from the back of the house grabbed my attention. Nash pushed past me and stalked toward the noise while J stayed with me.Mario snarled at me. “That bitch isn’t worth the shit this will cause, Blade.”We stood glaring at each other, sizing the situation up. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, and the desire to end him quickly overwhelmed me. “What fucking shit will this cause, Mario?”“People won’t like it when I tell them about this. I hope the cunt is worth it.”Mario always had thought more of his standing in the world than what it actually was. I shoved my face in his and grabbed his shirt with both hands. “You’re missing something here, Mario.”“What?” His smugness only fuelled my rage.“The fact you won’t be around to tell anyone about this,”
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