Andrei POV
Zane was walking toward the treeline to dispose of the body when I tackled him. His body was hitting the ground, and the body was being flung onto the grass. Zane rolls beneath him, and I straddle him before punching him, his nose breaking on impact.
“What the f**k are you playing at? Are you trying to sabotage everything?” I scream at him before hitting him again. He tries to block me instead; his hand smacks him in the face from his attempt to stop me. He spits blood on the ground before glaring at me.
“I f*****g told you last week the braces were loose and wouldn’t hold much longer; you wanted him tied down there; I f*****g did what you asked,” he yells back at me. I growl at him.
“He did tell you, Andrei, this is your fault,” Donnie tells me, fighting for control. I fall
