"It better be," Colt answered as he slammed the breaks. Neither man was really thinking about the danger they were running in to. He couldn't think about anything past how long it had been since these assholes took Corey. They couldn't take away the love of his life. Colt did bend to pick up a piece of a metal bar from the ground. it was something in addition to his fists.
"Brea," he said right before the broke through the doors, "I'll beat the shit out of anyone I see you find the girls, ok?" his voice was serious. They had NO idea what they were about to walk in to. "First priority is getting them out of here," he added before he burst in to the room.
The first think his eyes fell on were the strips of skin hung like they needed to dry. Colt saw red. In the next minute he was punching and swinging at literally anyone he could. He took blows but he couldn't tell you how many. He just kept going until they stopped coming.