I doubled over clutching my mid section, gagging and gasping for air. His fist barreled into my stomach and my lungs exploded. He closed the distance between us and I turned my head into the wall, bracing myself for another punch. His punch had landed on the left side of my jaw the force of which had me stumbling backwards into the wall. The Horsemen must not have any feds on their payroll or this wouldn't be happening. “I don’t know,” I whispered, because really, I didn’t know. “Where are they?” He bellowed, sending spittle flying in my face. ![]() There was so much activity going on around me that I didn't see the good looking agent until he was standing right in front of me, breathing hard, his face red with rage. Crashes and the sounds of wood splintering and plastic cracking came from inside Deuce's office and the kitchen. Leather couches were sliced open, televisions were smashed, cupboard doors were ripped off their hinges. I took shelter in a corner near the bar and watched the room being torn apart. Aside from ATF no one else was in the front of the warehouse. When the doors were open, I was shoved aside as the crowd poured in. “Give me the keys,” He growled and snatched them from my shaking hands. By the sixth key, the good looking agent grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me roughly aside. Deuce hadn’t told me.īy the third key, I had two agents screaming at me. I tried the first key and it didn’t work and truth be told I didn’t know which one would. I hurried to the door and the good-looking agent leaned down over me. The younger, good-looking agent turned to glare at me. ![]() #UNDENIABLE BY MADELINE SHEEHAN READ ONLINE FREE CODE#I handed it back but took my time punching in wrong code after wrong code after wrong code until a good fifteen minutes had passed by and the agents were getting angry with me.Īs soon as the electricity running through the gates was disarmed they clicked open and the tarmac flooded with SWAT headed straight for the club. It was a search and seizure, dated correctly and signed by a judge. He shoved the piece of paper through the gate and I scanned it quickly. “You mind opening the gate.”Īnother agent, young, clean cut and good looking, waved a piece of paper around angrily. “ATF,” An older, seasoned agent greeted me.
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