Chapter 30

FLAMES

I JUTTED OUT MY CHIN AT Blaze telling him to do whatever the fuck he wanted to the punk kneeling on the tarmac who was scared as shit with his hands tied to the back.

I knew I didn’t like Ethan fucking Townsend when I saw him at that party, a couple of tweaks here and there and surprise surprise, he was Booger Eddie’s best friend.

Getting that voicemail was as easy as piecing a gun back together, tracing him back to my house at ten fucking pm however was something I hadn’t anticipated.

Calling Carl was helpless, calling the house too was useless, so imagine my surprise when I pulled up the camera feeds of my house watching Mia-through night vision lens-sneaking her little ass past the kitchen and tiptoeing across the garden where Townsend was waiting for her.

I was with Blaze at the moment, having a couple of drinks. With a five-minute head start, a few shortcuts and we were able to cut the bastard off the road before he even did some stupid shit with Mia.

I opened the driver’s