Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
“What are you hoping to achieve?” Faith asked.
Two days was nothing, but that was now two days of work she’d missed. She doubted she would have a job, and she knew the company was struggling, as everyone was in the constant rise of products.
“I know Golubev and he doesn’t take care of just anyone.”
“Not even family?” she asked.
“You’re not family. You’re the product of a fuck that his son had with a whore.”
Faith took a deep breath. It wasn’t the first time she had heard her mother called a whore. She knew her mother would do anything so long as they gave her what she wanted—money, prestige, a title, something that made her stand out above the crowd. That was what Beverly wanted. She knew there was no fighting it.
Nikki, her father, had children with multiple women. Sergey had paid attention to her. She had no idea why. He had offered her a job and she politely declined, as she had already gotten a job.
There was a lot she had done differently.
Sergey had been there for her birthday, Christmases, and even her graduation, when no one else had, but they didn’t have any special bond.
Whenever they were together, all Faith could remember asking was if he was okay. She’d been a little girl when he paid a visit. Beverly was sobbing and begging, and asking for something, anything. Sergey had been about to leave and Faith had been sitting on the stairs.
****
“Are you okay?” Faith asked.
Sergey had looked toward her, and almost did a double take when he saw her. “You must be Faith.”
“Yeah, Faith Dawson.” She climbed off the step and walked toward him, shaking his hand. “Mommy screams and cries a lot, but she doesn’t mean nothing by it. She will be friends with you again. You look sad.”
“I’m not sad, sweetheart. You remind me of someone I used to know.”
Faith had smiled. “A nice someone?”
“Yes, unfortunately, she is gone now.”
“Where did she go? Did she take a ride and go on an adventure?”
“Yes, that she did.”
****
Faith later heard that it was his daughter. She didn’t take an adventure and go on any ride. She died. Faith, from what she could tell, looked like his daughter.
Sergey didn’t stop coming around, and every time he did, her mother attempted some kind of new trick to seduce him. It was rather embarrassing. She tried to stay out of it, but again, that was also hard to do.
“If I’m so invaluable to you, let me go.”
“But that is the point. You’re nothing but the daughter of a whore, but Sergey doesn’t see you as that. You’re important to him, and that makes you valuable to me.” Brute got to his feet and left the cell.
She hated the quiet, it unnerved her so much more.
****
Rat Boy Pete hadn’t returned. It had been three days since Faith had entered Brute’s clubhouse, and two whole days since he sent Rat Boy Pete out to deliver a message. Brute wasn’t a fool. His man was dead. It was just a matter of time before they found the body.
Sarge, Vlad, and Hail stepped into his office.
“Have you found him?”
“No, nothing. No one has seen or heard from Rat Boy Pete since he entered Beverly Dawson’s house,” Hail said.
“What about the mother?” Brute looked toward Vlad.
“She hasn’t been seen either.”
Brute sat back. Sergey didn’t give a shit about Beverly, so why wasn’t the mother free?
“You know he’ll kill her,” Road said.
He looked toward Road who had sat silently in the corner until that moment.
“Who?” Brute asked.
“Sergey will kill Beverly if he believes she’s responsible for Faith getting kidnapped, but first he will make sure she suffers.”
Brute gritted his teeth.
He’d gotten Krill to look into any connections that would place Sergey in Faith’s life.
He’d been dealing with this man now for over twenty years. They all had experience with the Golubev Bratva, and they knew when it came to Faith, something didn’t quite add up.
Nikki, his son, had been with plenty of women, and from what they were able to find, he had another five children spread across the country. This didn’t even include the ones he had with his wife. Sergey showed no real interest in any of Nikki’s children.
His grandsons, yes, but granddaughters, he didn’t pay special attention to any of them. What made Faith so important?
Brute looked toward Road. “Then what makes Faith so special?”
Road shrugged. “Beats me, but this isn’t like Sergey. If he was into young women, I’d say he was getting ready to fuck her, and Sergey is many things, but he’s not into incest. Everything we’ve seen suggests love and affection, nothing weird.”
One by one, Sarge, Vlad, and Hail left his office. He expected Road to leave, but when he got to the door, he closed it and turned back to face him.