Chapter Fifty-four - Deacon

Her entire face screamed in agony. She wasn’t sure how many times Damien smacked her around on the way to his car, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her from the floor of the motel room, out the door, and across the asphalt to the waiting car. Three other men accompanied him, one breaking in the door as the others rushed Deacon’s father, knocking his cane out from under him as they shoved him to the floor, pummeling him in the process. She remembered seeing blood on the man’s face as they shoved him between the beds, knocking him back down every time he tried to get up. He fought, however, the older man doing his best against the younger, thicker men who continued to punch and kick him as Damien threw Purity around the room, punching her in the stomach, backhanding her. She screamed. Her throat burned with how much she screamed.