Chapter 11
Four weeks later
Hearing the gruff tone rounding the corner, Aaron prepared himself for what was about to come. The tall Latino doctor stepped out into the darkness of the parking lot, his attention on his phone and the person on the other end of the line when it should have been on the shadows.
Before his eyes could adjust, Graver reached for the phone in the hand of the bastard who had attacked his mate’s hands, threw it to the floor, and dug his heel into the electronics.
“What the f**k are you doing?” Rodriguez, Toni’s manager, shrieked. “Do you know how much that f*****g phone cost me?”
“No. And I don’t care.” Before Rodriguez could b***h any harder about his goddamn piece of s**t status symbol, Aaron lunged forward, slipped his forearm against the bastard’s throat and
