Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
The sick bitch that Dima had taken out had been dead set on passing a bill that would give the government the power to waive people’s rights as American citizens suspected of organized crime. While he was there to spy on her, he’d spotted her abusing a young boy during a dinner party to celebrate her newly appointed government position. She’d say she needed a bathroom break, then come down off her rooftop where the party was being held and beat the ever loving shit out of a child in her bedroom. A child that’d shown signs of being abused for months from what Dima had been able to see.
Dima had reacted as we would have and taken her out at her own appointment party.
The aftermath had given the police the power to search her home, and in the process had found Tavi.
Not that we’d known it was Tavi at the time.
We’d heard the story on the news, of course, and that was it.
Until one day Apollo had gotten a call about his missing son.
Apollo’s son had been missing for two years. His mother had been suspected of taking him out of the country to contest a divorce and shared custody, but she’d just disappeared.
Even Apollo’s skills as a hacker hadn’t been able to help him find his son.
It was later revealed through the police’s gathering of evidence that Apollo’s wife was out of the country, and that she’d given her son to her mother as she was leaving town and told her to take care of him.
A mother that Apollo hadn’t been aware that she had, because there were no documents linking the two.
“Definitely scaling the razor wire now.” Apollo hit a couple of buttons on his phone, and then the one-hundred-inch television in the corner of the room lit up, revealing a woman that was climbing the fence.
In Crocs and scrubs.
I narrowed my eyes on those Crocs, something about them screaming familiarity to me.
Also, that ass as she maneuvered herself over the razor wire like she’d done it before…
The woman turned around, and my breath hitched.
“I’ll go,” I said as a pulse of anger started to slide through me.
What the fuck was she doing here?
And why the fuck was she climbing into unknown situations, risking life and limb?
I knew she had no clue what she was climbing the fence into.
Had she, she wouldn’t have come.
“The cleaning lady is running late today,” Apollo said. “As are some of the guys, which works out. She’s in the office right now finishing up.”
I ignored the rest of the conversation and went around the back, knowing if I went out the front she’d probably try to run.
I rounded the back of the building just as she came darting into the shadows.
Truthfully, she was actually very good at being stealthy.
If we hadn’t had such high-tech cameras, she might’ve been able to sneak in here undetected.
She wouldn’t have been able to get inside undetected, but she could certainly get a good look at the building and existing structures on the twenty acres of land that we had.
Opening my arms, I captured the woman to me.
I’d been longing to do this for so long that the feel of her intoxicated me for a long moment in time before I realized that she was freaking the fuck out.
“Chill,” I barked.
She stilled, her body going completely limp.
Then, “Chevy?”
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
There was a hitch in her breath before she said, “Um…”
I tossed her over my shoulder and took her inside.
Though I wanted the woman like I wanted to take my next breath, there was no way that I was going to let her off the hook.
She’d just broken into our compound, and I needed to know the reason why.
“Chevy!” she cried out against my back. “Let me down!”
I didn’t let her down.
In fact, I carried her right inside, then placed her on the stool in the middle of the few club members that were here and backed up.
She righted the auburn hair out of her eyes and stared in shock at all the men surrounding her.
She licked her lips and said, “Uhhh…”
“Explain,” I growled.
“I, uh…” she started but stopped.
“Now,” Webber said, leaving no room for argument.
“I, um, I’m…” she stuttered, but her eyes narrowed when she saw something over my shoulder.
I looked back expecting to see another club member come into the room, but found the cleaning lady with her headphones in, pulling her cart of cleaning supplies behind her.
All of us were looking at the cleaning lady, so we didn’t see Aella launch herself off her stool and toward the lady before she did so.
One second the cleaning lady was on her feet, and the next she was on the ground with Aella’s hands around her throat.
“You took my rent money!” she screeched at the cleaning lady.