the flat surface of the wooden

ly followed by a crushing, suffocating darkness. Her body went complet

topped instantly. The silence that

hroat-a raw, guttural scream of pure maternal terror. She threw hersel

frightened step backward. Her h

ther, his massive hands gently but swiftly sc

tered in Bart's ears, hi

ammed forward into the mud. His arms reached out, desperate

e sto

saw the sheer hatred in the brothers'

sides, curling into fists so tight his fingernails bit into his own palms, dr

t. He shot one last, murderous glare at Bart and Jessi, t

. The heavy wooden door slammed shut,

Bart, Jessi, and the linger

ying to regain her composure. She bent down, grabbed her

us venom, sounding more like nervous justification. "Come on,

Bart's bicep

g him toward the rusted Ford. But his eye

wood, catching the sunlight, wa

slammed the door shut behind him, sealing th

ruck lurched forward, speeding

king. She ranted about Blanca's insanity, about how Delois was just

cked vinyl seat. He closed his eyes. He d

ped in a relentles

le body between him and Gonzalo's massive fist. He felt the

ing desperately to kill forced

er mouth. The faint, clean scent of lemon soap that clung to he

nd shallow. He raised both hands and dug his fingers

ly didn't care about the daughter of his mother's worst enemy

rhythm against his ribs. The image of her blood on th

passenger window. A dark, angry flush crept up

ly. He was losing contro