Chapter 37 - Jagger Bolton

Jagger POV

Walking down the corridors of the safe house, I feel the hair on my arms and legs rise. I don’t like this feeling of unease. I like to know everything that is going on at all times. I open the door that leads to the basement, and as I start going down the stairs, I hear Dash’s voice booming from inside.

“You fucking cunt,” he shouts, and I rush down the stairs to find my brother holding his nose between his hands as he leans down. I frown watching as the man in front of him spits at my brother. No one bothers to move, and I shake my head, passing through the men watching my brother struggle.

“What the fuck is going on here?” I ask as I reach for Dash and help him up as he spits blood on the floor. The bruise on his right eye is already forming, and as I am about to get my brother out of the cell, the man tries to punch me, but I kick him in the stomach, making him fall on his knees, grabbing his stomach area.

“Take him to see the doctor; where is Ghost?” I ask, closing t