25
Ryker
Holding onto my rage for twelve hours was a record for me. I’d cursed when Pia had told me what happened, but I didn’t punch a wall. Didn’t make a single call to Vigil when I so badly wanted to.
The second she drove off for work, though, I hit speed dial, watching through her living room window as she turned a corner and disappeared from sight.
I’d made myself a plan while Pia had slept through the night, but with the severity of my plan, I knew I needed to talk to Vigil first.
Once I filled him in on the phone call from Dasia, I didn’t hold back telling him I planned on ripping Griffey’s ball sack from his body with my bare hands. She wasn’t my kid, and I didn’t know Dasia personally, but that fucker had hurt Pia by his actions. I wouldn’t stand for it. Sure as f**k wouldn’t
