My father’s face contorted in pain and he leaned against the wall, his face turning white. “What does Angela have to do with this?”
“Why do you think I’m here? We’ve planned to take over Bennett Racing for years. You have no idea how much it killed me to see her with you. Just know that every time she went away with her friends, she was with me. In the end, our plan worked though. You made Sean an owner just like we’d hoped.”
Sean? No. I felt sicker by the minute. These were the closest people in my life, and they were my biggest enemies. The level of betrayal went further than just a knife to the chest. The wound went deeper than that; it went all the way down to my soul.
“Was Sean a part of this?” my father croaked. I held my breath.
Donnie laughed. “I wish, but no. He’s so in love with Kassidy, there’s no way he’d want to hurt her. But now that Logan and you will be out of the way, she’ll run back to him like she did the first time we got rid of Logan, and they’ll run Bennett Racing together.”
“The first time? Oh shit! You caused his accident eight years ago?” Micah chuckled. “That was fucking brutal. Nice one.”
Donnie’s grin grew wider. “Angela’s the one who tampered with his bike. Unfortunately, it didn’t work, and it’s up to me to clean up her mess.”
My body shook with rage and so did my father’s. Not only did the truth come out about Angela, but we got the answers we needed.
“Nah,” Micah cut in, glaring right at Donnie. “Looks like I’m cleaning it up.” He pointed his gun at my father and pulled the trigger twice, the blast making my ears ring. My father fell to the floor and Donnie yelled, his eyes full of rage.
“You stupid piece of shit,” he spat.
“No, you’re the stupid one, motherfucker. You brought me here for a job and I did it. Now give me my money, so I can get the fuck out of here. I’m not here to listen to your problems.”
“You want your money? Here,” Donnie shouted, shooting Micah in the gut. “There’s your money.” Micah stumbled into the wall and slid to the floor, grunting in pain.
I couldn’t tell if he was hurt or faking. Frozen in place, I laid there, the walls feeling as if they’d closed in all around me. Was this part of the plan? Panic settled in and I couldn’t breathe. What was I going to do?
The room fell silent as Donnie looked around the room with a smile on his face. Breathing a sigh of relief, he pulled out his phone. “It’s done. Both Logan and Richard are gone. I’m going to grab Kassidy and head to your house. She won’t be waking up for a while, so we’ll stick to the story as planned.” He hung up and marched toward my room, only I couldn’t pretend any longer.
When the door opened, I was ready to fight. Donnie’s eyes met mine and they widened when he saw the gun pointed at his chest. “How could you?” I growled, hissing through clenched teeth. “My father? Levi? You’re gonna rot in hell for what you’ve done.”
Logan appeared behind him and so did Micah and Gary. My father unsteadily rose to his feet, his head held high, even though his best friend tried to murder him. Logan was so overfilled with rage I barely recognized him. “He’s going to go through me before he makes it there.”
Donnie jerked around and Logan struck. He punched him in the face and they fell to the floor. Logan smashed his head into the rotting floor and punched him until his hands were covered in blood.
Micah grabbed Logan around the waist and hauled him back. “That’s enough!” he shouted.
Logan held up his hands and stepped away, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. “I’m good.”
I ran over to my dad and hugged him, feeling the bullet proof vest underneath his shirt.
“I’m okay, peanut. It’s just a scratch. Hurts like a bitch though.”
I held onto him and watched Logan and Gary handcuff Donnie and haul him up to his feet. “Dad, I’m so sorry. I should’ve told you about me and Sean. It was a long time ago.”
He shook his head. “It’s all right. There’s nothing to explain.” My father stepped toward Donnie, who stared at him with hate-filled eyes. “Looks like you lost again, my friend.” Then he glanced at Logan and Gary. “Do you mind?”
I didn’t know what was going on, until Logan and Gary stepped to the side to give my father room. He reared back and punched Gary so hard in the face it knocked him out. It only gave him a few seconds of retribution, which was nothing compared to what Donnie and Angela had done to him.
Lights flashed outside the windows and I heard other voices. Gary spoke up, “Looks like my men are here. I found a few cans of gasoline outside. It appears Mr. Baker was going to torch the place.”
“So that’s why I smelled gasoline,” I stated.
Micah stood beside me and my dad as we watched Logan toss Donnie into the back of one of the police cars.