Chapter 18
Jude walked into the room and saw the f*****g sleaze ball, Jenks, sitting at the table with a s**t-eating grin on his face. Jude wanted nothing more than to knock those pearly whites down his f*****g throat.
Rylee placed his briefcase on the table and sat down. No one would have guessed his brother was terrified. His voice was firm and not one quiver in his words, “So tell me Mr. Jenks, did you plan to kill all my family or just my mother?”
Waylon stopped leering at Rylee, sat back, saying, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“That’s only because you are a dumb f**k,” Jude muttered.
“Oh come, come, Mr. Jenks. Let’s not waste everyone’s time,” Rylee said as he pulled out a file, saying, “I have to say, your history has been an interesting read. I found some very inte
