Cole
I found Evan’s address
I didn’t knock.
I kicked the door in because patience is a luxury for good men not for scum like him.
The apartment smelled like cheap cologne and bad decisions. Evan stumbled back, eyes wide, beer sloshing onto the carpet like he’d earned it.
“What the f**k!”
I grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into the wall hard enough to make the picture frames rattle.
“You don’t talk about my me,” I said. Calm. Deadly. “You don’t threaten a woman you abandoned. And you sure as hell don’t bring a kid into your little midlife bullshit.”
He tried to shove me back. Cute.
“You’re trespassing,” he spat. “I’ll call the cops.”
I laughed. Loud. Mean. “Go ahead. Tell them the guy you ran your mouth about finally showed up.”
His face went pale.
“Let go of me,” he sn
