Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
She swallows, but nods.
“How are you going to find Gerard when you know they will have him in protection?”
I grin. That fucker might think he’s smarter than us, but he’s not. No fucking way. I have connections on the inside, too. Officers willing to help me for a price. Just like Xander, if I offer them protection or money, they’ll do just about anything, including giving me information on where that cunt is.
I’ll find him, and he’ll wish I didn’t.
“Leave Gerard to me, for now, you just do everything Xander tells you.”
“What if it goes wrong?”
I lean in a little closer. “Trust me, yeah?”
She exhales, and nods.
“I’m gettin’ you out, and when I do, I’ll never fuckin’ leave you again.”
She swallows, fighting back tears. “I love you.”
“Love you too, baby.”
I’ll get her out.
I have to.
5 – Serenity
Ihaven’t seen Hound’s little woman friend for a few days, though I have been actively avoiding her. I have Xander to thank for that, he makes sure we are separated so she can’t pass on any information to Hound. How the hell she does that, I don’t know. The problem is, I have a name for myself now, and, because of that, plenty of women in here want my blood on their hands.
If I’m not being tormented or insulted, they are trying to attack me in the shower, the laundry, and anywhere else they can get their hands on me. I have been punched here more times than I ever have in my life, and that’s saying something considering I grew up as Hogan’s daughter.
Still, I’m alive, and this time tomorrow, hopefully I’ll be out of here.
It’s shower time, on what I pray will be my last night, and I’m thankful to see that Mama is in this group so hopefully that will mean no trouble for me. A female guard takes us into the large shower block, and we all begin our normal evening ritual. We don’t get long, but it is the best part of my day.
The water is always hot, and, for a moment, I can pretend I’m anywhere else but here.
Closing my eyes, I tip my head back under the warm water, letting it wash my worries away. I should know better than to trust closing my eyes in this place, because when I lift my head and open them, two women are standing in my open shower door, staring at me, their towels wrapped tightly around their bodies.
One of them is holding what looks like a fork, and I realize very quickly they are here to hurt me.
“Just because Hound can’t get to you doesn’t mean we can’t. You’re messing with the wrong people in here, girly.”
The woman with faded black hair and yellowing teeth grins at me, as if she’s telling me something I don’t already know.
“What does he give you for being his bitch?” I ask, turning the water off and jerking my towel off the hanger. “Does he tell you you’re pretty?”
The woman scowls, and her friend clenches her fists.
“You have a big mouth for a tiny girl, maybe we should show you just how quickly we can shut that mouth.”
“You’re not going to shut a damn thing.”
Mama’s voice comes from behind them and the dark-haired girl whips around, holding her fork out. Mama slaps her hand, and the fork falls from it. Stepping up toward her, Mama looks down and growls, “I’ve had about enough of you causing trouble around here, Andrea. Are we going to have a problem going forward, because you know I don’t like when the balance is disrupted.”
Andrea stares up at Mama, keeping her expression firm. “I’m not scared of you, and you don’t own this prison. I don’t work for you.”
“Then you can take my message to Hound, because he doesn’t scare me, and I’m not going to have him bringing his threats into my side of things.”
Andrea looks to her friend, then straightens her shoulders. “What are you going to do about it?”
Mama smiles, and if you were to look at her from an outsider’s point of view, you would say it looks sweet, but I know that behind that smile, Mama is more than willing to protect what she loves. Judging by the way Andrea takes a step back, she knows it too.
“Do we have a problem, Andrea? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?”
Andrea straightens her lips then shakes her head.
“That’s what I thought. I suggest you get the hell out of here, and if I see you near Serenity again, Hound will be the least of your problems. Tell him Mama said hi.”
Andrea and her friend leave, and when they’re gone, I look at Mama. “Thank you.”
“Andrea isn’t a problem, but child, we talked about Hound. He doesn’t scare me, but he should scare you. He’s a bad man, and bad men tend to get what they want in here.”