Chapter 156

***ZANE'S POV***

"I call bullshit to that, London. No one is fucking going to hurt Micah now that we are here. Where did they say he is?" I ask my voice a deep shade of authority and I warn my wife not to give me a wrong answer.

She doesn't know how I felt when I heard Reaper howling out for help only to find out that she had hit him on the groin when he had tried stopping her from leaving.

"Where?" I ask and London shivers.

Good. This is only the beginning. She would know worse pain when we get home because she wouldn't be able to sit for about two weeks, give or take.

Pointing behind her, she says, "In that car behind me,"

Her reply isn't forced, just annoyed.

Pulling her by the arm, London fights to break free but I don't let her get her way with me.

"Stop fucking fighting me, lady," I bark at her, my breath flashing her face.

"I was doing this, Zane. You didn't have to show up here like some fucking hero, now, Oliver would kill Micah," she spits out in my face.

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