JAKE’S POV
I was going to f*****g murder Quinn Hansen and I would relish every single second of it. My knuckles still hurt from the piece of s**t I called dad but for Clara Hansen, I would pummel a horde of dirt bags and I was vibrating in my seat to do just that.
She had gone to see Jessy. She told me that. What I hadn’t known was that it was a trip I wasn’t invited on but f**k if I wasn’t a master event crasher. I wanted to crash a truck through Quinn Hansen.
I could hear her muffled screams from the other end of the line and I stepped harder on the accelerator, fingers drumming steadily against the steering. I was thankful the road was almost empty if not, I was sure I would have caused a crash. I made the normal twenty minutes trip in ten and I was out my Jeep before the Vixen r
