Page 57 of The Champion
“Oh yeah...how’d itwork out with Dana in your house?” he asked leaning against the counter.
“What?” I slowly turned my head toward him.
“I forgot to tell you...”he burst out laughing. “I let her in.”
“Get the fuck out!” I yelled pointing at the door. “Getthe fuck out right now!”
“No,” He argued.
“Fine...” Ichugged the beer in my hand before slamming it down on the counter. “Paybacksare a motherfucker, Spencer!”
He threw his head back and laughed one loud bellowinglaugh.
This was war.
The next morning, I put my plan into action
“Wow, no bullshit—do you think it will work?” I asked Vanas he explained how this particular taser would work.
Spencer had fucked with the wrong man.
“Yep, it’s flawless.”
“Really?”
“Yep,”
“Is this thing legal?” I held up the taser.
Van adjusted my hand away from the trigger and away fromhis body with a laugh.
“Well no...it’snot legal, but it’s either that or you could hit him over the head with ahammer.”
“I wanna hurt him, not kill him.” I took a step towardthe door. “C’mon let’s get outta here before the Sheriff comes back.”
Van and I had snuck into the Sheriff’s office thismorning to snatch a taser. I really thought a taser would come in handy withDana stalking me and my shitfuck of a brother assisting her.
“Good idea, you’re already on aNo Flylist.”
“Hardly my fault,” I mumbled walking to my car.
It was around six in the morning and we were all set tofly to Vegas this afternoon when Van turned to me. “Hey, so, Logan and Lucaswere asking if they could come with us to Vegas.”
“Fuck,” I sighed.
I hated to say no after everything they’d been throughbut I also did not want any drama in Vegas. I needed to concentrate on racingand not babysitting the Lucifer twins.
I agreed only because Andrea agreed to come along as wellbut I did sit the twins down prior to boarding the plane. “Okay, if you aregoing to come with us we have to set a few ground rules. First off no asking meany questions. Second, if you do anything besides look at Axel, I will strangleboth of you. Third, I have duct tape—if you fuck with me—I will use it.”
“Got it,” They both said together nodding with widesmiles before running toward the plane.
I had a feeling this was not going to be a positiveexperience.
Van looked over at me and reached for the bags. “Youactually sound worried.”
“Spend more than five minutes around them and you’llunderstand.” I told him adjusting my bag on my shoulder.
The plane ride was a complete disaster, as usual. Thetwins never stopped talking. Sway spent theentiretime soothing Axel whocried theentiretwo hours, and Emma and Aiden fought theentiretrip.
