Page 41 of Rage's Redemption


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Max’s mouth opened and shut like a fish before he made a stabbing motion towards his heart. Seconds later, he mimicked a death scene as he fell backwards into one of the oversized, comfortable chairs in the room.

“Idiot,” Dylan said and walked towards the office door that led to the backrooms and stairs for the higher levels.

Dylan stopped as he reached Ellen and dropped a kiss on her head.

Ellen chuckled throatily and then offered him a doughnut.

Dylan snatched two and disappeared with Max on his heels, looking balefully at Ellen.

“You’ll let Max have one,” I said, laughing.

“Yup, but I’m going to make him suffer first,” Ellen agreed. “Let’s focus on business so you can leave.”

Munching on a pastry, I grabbed a chair for Ellen to sit next to me and then began to explain how the office worked.

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I was waiting patiently, peering out of my living room window for Ezra. It was three o’clock, and he would arrive soon. I’d packed a suitcase and dodged several calls from unknown numbers. My gut told me they were from media outlets. I’d no intention of talking to them. As I watched a black SUV pull up on my drive, I stiffened and pulled my gun. Between Fury, the Venomous Fangs, and my parents, I was on edge.

Relief hit me when Ezra climbed out and marched towards the house. I saw him keep glancing over his shoulder at two vans parked a little way away. They weren’t usually parked around here, so I was suspicious already.

I flew to the door and opened it, letting Ezra in. He swept me up, moved me away from the door, and kissed me as he kicked it shut.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I expected, but the article took me by surprise,” I admitted.

“It’s going to get worse. Hawthorne is on a mission to blow them the fuck up,” Ezra replied.

“I’ve guessed that.”

“Are you good with that, Dana? Hawthorne will stop if you ask him to.”

“No, I’m fine with it. They’ve escaped punishment for too long. If I don’t stop them, nobody will. How could my mother scam all that money from charity? It’s not like Dad is poor,” I answered with a heavy sigh.

“No, your parents are rich as fuck, which makes me wonder how you didn’t turn out like your sibling,” Ezra teased, trying to lighten the mood.

“I’m the black sheep of the family, didn’t you know?” I asked.

Ezra shook his head. “If you are the black sheep, then we need a thousand more like you. Too many people around like your twat of a sister. Are you packed?”

“Yes, Dylan said to pack casual clothes.”

“Good. Let’s go, babe; we’ll eat on the way unless you’re starving?” Ezra quizzed.

“No, I had a late lunch. I’ll be okay for now,” I replied, loving how Ezra worried about my basic needs.

“Great, two weeks of alone time, baby; what will we do?” Ezra teased, making me blush.

I knew full well what I planned to do and had packed suitable nightwear to carry that plan out. As we stepped outside, a sudden movement caught my eye as I locked the door.

A man and woman hurried towards me with two further men getting out of a second van.

“Can you comment on the allegations concerning your mother?” the lady called out as the man began filming with a camera.

“Car, now, don’t answer them, baby,” Ezra said, taking my case and two cool bags containing food that would spoil in one hand and my elbow in the other. He hurried me towards the SUV as the woman pounded across my lawn. Ezra bundled me into the SUV as she kept shouting questions. The second pair arrived close on her heels and began calling out their own questions.

Ezra slung my case and food in the car and climbed in resolutely, ignoring them. Two men smirked as they stopped behind the vehicle, but Ezra remained undeterred. He started backing out slowly, giving them plenty of time to move.

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