Bab 74: SYLUS: You Are Coming Undone

If it won't hurt you, it'll hurt me. 

My fist connected with the face of the man who knelt right in front of me, and he cried out, attempting to squirm away from me to protect himself. Except he wouldn't and couldn't. Bastard thought I was playing with him when I assigned him to find out what I wanted about Olive. Did he think I was just some people's billionaire? That he could run with my money and I wouldn't find him? 

Do not. I can't. We can't. Not anymore. 

I yanked James by the hair, slamming my fist into his stomach. He canted over in a spin, spurting out the mouthful of blood that had rushed into his mouth. But I didn't stop, connecting my feet with his face. 

I couldn't get away from any of it. The face of Harley in my head and her words.