“You have a lot of fucking nerve to show your face back here!” my brother roared while he pinned Gerard’s stepbrother to the bedroom wall. “You fucking monster!” “I’m…innocent,” Mark strangled out, pulling and tearing at the hand Hugh had wrapped around his throat. “Ask…the…Gards…” “I don’t give a shit what the Gards say,” my brother snarled, looking more furious than I’d ever seen him. “We all know what a piece of shit you are!” He slammed Mark against the wall. “How fucking dare you come back to this street!”
