Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

The whole hospital room was thick with tension.

That single gunshot had everyone on edge, and Scar's hand instinctively moved toward the back of his belt.

But before he could make a move, Xander let out a cold chuckle. "Go ahead. Try it," he warned, his voice carrying a lethal edge.

Scar froze, all bravado draining from his face. He glared at Xander, his whole body taut, ready to defend himself but too scared to try.

Xander's eyes flicked over to Dan.

There was a mocking glint in his gaze. "I've seen my share of shameless bastards, but you, Dan? You take the cake."

"You mess around with women, then blame them for being too much, and now you want her dead? That's a new low, even for you."

Every word dripped with disgust.

Dan's breath came short. "She's not hurt, is she?"

Xander shot him a look. "You're asking me?"

Dan had nothing to say.

He honestly didn't know what had happened-Yvonne had already taken Susanna and bolted. That had to mean they were safe, right? He let out a shaky sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to speak, Scar cut in. "It was me. I did it."

glare icy

an eyebrow.

and she

truth. The day Yvonne went after Dan, Scar had seen the murderous look in her eyes. She'd wanted Dan gone, plain

next second, he turned his gun on Scar and BANG! Scar dropped

Dan's most loyal right-hand man-the guy who'd been with him through thick and thin-was gone in a

Fury exploded through

Derek all these years, and now Scar- his backbone-was dead. Dan's

Xander just blew the smoke from his gun, scoffed, and walked out, leaving Dan alone

anger. He looked again at Scar, motionless on the floor- might as well be

mind? Did he really just

thought sent a cold chill through

...

Xander slid into the backseat of

in the rearview mirror. "Mr. Schultz, your wife took

eyebrow.

"Yes, sir."

remind me who's Ms.

second, Xander genuinely couldn't remember who this

Mr. Miguel brought back from Portis

as

with her?

fight?"

after he'd married Yvonne, he felt this weird sense