[Fiona, still hanging back, tightens her grip on the axe handle but is mostly willing to let the tough guys handle this. At least, she is until she sees the scratches down Stitches' face, and the obvious bruising around his throat, and her stomach sinks. There's no way Rhys would have done that unless he had to, not with how obviously scared he was when he messaged her.]
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What did you do to him?