Chapter 191

Viper's ragged breath filled the silence. His eyes stayed locked on Alex, hate and grudging respect mingling in his

*stare.

“Fine, kid,” he muttered at last, swallowing his pride. “We'll call it quits. You let me go, I let all of you walk out alive."

The punk in white gaped at him. “B-but, Big Bro-"

Viper rounded on him, snapping, "Shut your mouth! I don't need a backseat driver right now."

Alex watched him a moment longer, then slowly loosened his grip.

The jagged glass came away from Viper's throat, leaving a thin line of blood behind.

The whole bar practically exhaled in relief.

Even the punk in white flinched and pulled his knife away from Jack's neck, shoving the idiot forward.

Jack went flying into Sophia, who just barely kept him from hitting the floor. Florence rushed over, fussing like a mother hen that forgot she'd been insulting Alex five seconds ago.

Viper rolled his shoulders, rubbing at the red streak on his neck.

"You've got more nerve than most losers who show their faces around here," he said, a glint of danger still in his

eyes.

"But don't get cocky. If we cross paths again, it'll be the last time you have both hands attached."

Alex tilted his head in a careless shrug, flicking the broken shard onto the ground. "That's funny. I was about to say the same thing."

A hush clamped down on the bar, everyone's brains short-circuiting at the fact that Alex had just held a bottle to Sir Viper's neck... and walked away breathing.

Finally, one bold onlooker whispered, "I've seen some crazy shit, but this? Next- level."

whirling on Alex. "Are you

glowered, mouth twisted in a scared, angry snarl. "What'd you do that for, jerk? I nearly got my throat slit thanks

comes after us, we're screwed! You think we're supposed to thank

between fury and

soft, mirthless laugh

yeah. All your limbs are still attached, and your heads are still on your shoulders, aren't

shut them up-but only for a

they owed him big time. Resentment simmered in every

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A fit, middle-aged

at his flanks.

someone

someone gasped, and an electric shock seemed to pass through the

the real boss. We're talking the guy even Viper bows down to..." "Just when we thought the drama

Viper was terrifying enough-so how bad could the

just got out of

and Jack

and this was the man at the top

Viper called, his voice jumping

finished now.

punk in white wasted no time, rushing to Raymond's side. "Sir, you've gotta

brow, scanning the battered crowd until his gaze landed on

went blank, like a computer freezing mid-task. "Alex?" Alex froze, too. Raymond Wellington. Of all people, it had

Alex. "Sir Raymond, just give me the word, and

ignoring Viper entirely. "Alex, what's going on? Did

back of his neck, lips curving into a wry smile. "Small

dumb guard dog whose

shock, Raymond's expression grew colder by the second-but not at

morons messed with my friend?" His gaze raked over

nearly unhinged.

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