Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“If you betray us, even in the slightest,” Colt grinds out, “the things we will do to you will be far worse than you could ever imagine. You do exactly what we say.”
Jutting my chin out, I nod. “I got it.”
“Best you tell your little friend that you’re in,” Western mutters, his eyes never once leaving me.
Pulling out my phone, I dial Bill’s number. A number he made sure I had on my phone before I got out of the car tonight. He wants an answer, and he’s not going to mess around in getting it. After a few rings it answers.
“Did you get what I want?”
I close my eyes for a moment, calming my voice. “They let me in, but only because I told them I have information they might want. They believe that I’m willing to betray you for my protection, now I have an in and you can feed me whatever bullshit information you like to keep them believing that. If they’re to trust me, you’re going to need to give me something small that will prove to them I’m on their side. Otherwise, they’re going to throw me out as quickly as I came in.”
Bill falls silent.
I close my eyes, praying I sound convincing enough.
“Very well, you tell them that you know where G25 shipment is coming in next week.”
Narrowing my eyes, I shake my head and glance at Colt, whose eyes flare. Okay, that triggered his interest.
“Is that all?” I ask.
“That’s all they’ll need to believe that you know what you’re talking about. Once they agree to work with you, I’ll give you just enough to keep them interested, and in the meantime, you’ll be collecting what I need.”
“And what exactly is it you need?”
“I’ll be in touch with that. Tell them the information. I’ll contact you soon. Oh, and Bonnie, don’t forget what happens if you double cross me. You might think that is just a mere threat, but I promise you, it isn’t. Tonight was just a taste.”
He hangs up the phone, and I turn slowly to face the three men, who are all looking at me with narrowed eyes.
“What did he do?” Fury asks.
I shake my head. “Nothing. It’s just a threat.”
I go to take a step away, and Western lashes out, grabbing my arm. It shocks me, and as I spin toward him automatically, pain rushes up my spine. I gasp and freeze, my entire body seizing at the sudden onset of movement. Reaching for my shirt, he jerks it up. I look down at the same time he does, and I know that what he can see is bruising already beginning to form around my ribs and on my stomach.
Releasing me, Western steps back.
Colt looks to his son, his eyes narrowing, “You want to deal with this?”
Western nods, sharply.
“No, nobody is dealing with anything,” I say quickly. “If we don’t do this the right way, it’ll end badly. Please, can we just stick with what we agreed. You’ll get your chance with Bill, but not until we have made sure he won’t ever come back from it.”
Western’s jaw ticks.
I nod.
“I’m going to leave now, to go home and have one damned night where I can sleep and not feel unsafe. You decide what it is you need from me, and I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“This don’t mean you’re clear with us,” Western mutters.
I look him in the eye. “Oh, believe me, I know. Don’t worry, Nightmare, you have nothing to worry about from me anymore. Once this is done, I’m out of here.”
With that, I turn and walk out, keeping my head held high.
I can only hope I’ve made the right choice tonight.
I guess time will tell.
“ONE OF THE BOYS HAS been returned.”
Gasping, as I read the newspaper, I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
One of the foster boys who went missing a few years ago, has been returned. It doesn’t say much, other than he doesn’t remember how he got back, or who returned him, just that he has been sent back safely and is now in protective custody until further investigation can be made.
I’m stunned.
Shocked.
I have so many questions, the first one being, how did he get back?
I continue reading and see a statement from his foster mother who he was living with at the time he went missing. She makes note of how shocked she is that he has been returned, how she had lost hope of ever seeing him again. It’s not clear if he will be returned to her, however, she is making it known that her door is always open. I can’t believe it; it just doesn’t seem real.
This just spurs me on and lets me know I’ve made the right choice moving forward.
I decided after getting help from the club that I’m going to continue with my own investigation. I was just scratching the surface when that story was released, and I need to know more. I need to find out what is happening to the foster kids in this town, I need to know what it was Daniel found that got him killed, and, mostly, I need to know how the club is involved in all of this, if at all. I’ll never be able to fully rest until I have those answers, so I’m going to find them.