Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Tabor shrugged. “Well, we will see. That’s all I can tell you. My brother is a patient man if it means he will get what he wants. However, if his switch is flipped, he can be unreasonable. I don’t know you, but after meeting you, I’d hate to see you be at the receiving end of it.”
My gut twisted. This wasn’t what I’d wanted to hear.
“Even if I can get him the money? I have it. I just have to get it.”
Tabor shook his head. “No. He won’t take your money. He wants what is his. My opinion is that taking on the family is a mistake. But a part of him thinks this is his chance to show dominance.”
“So, he will beat and kill me, but not take my money?” I asked.
He nodded.
I dropped my head into my hands and sighed. How was I going to get out of this?
“Are you hungry?” he asked.
I shook my head, then stopped. Not about me. I still had to fight for my child. Lifting my head, I looked back at him. “Yes.”
“I’ll have a meal brought up to you. Any requests?”
He was taking my order as if I wasn’t the prisoner and bait.
“Whatever you have.”
“Very well,” he replied, turning and walking back out of the door before closing it with a soft click as he went.
Tears stung my eyes as I sat there in silence, feeling helpless. There had been no response from the family. Blaise hadn’t offered the money yet. If he hadn’t already, he wasn’t going to. I’d be beaten, and the videos would be sent.
Would he react to that? Would King be able to do anything even if he wanted to?
Placing a hand on my stomach, I whispered, “I will fight until the very end. I swear it.”
I had to do all I could for the baby inside me. Lying down and taking it like I had with Hill wasn’t an option this time. This wasn’t just me. I had someone to protect, and I was going to do everything I could to keep her safe.
Her. I didn’t know if it was a girl or boy, but somehow, saying her just felt right.
• Twenty-Six •
He’ll kill everything that moves and not pause as he does it.
King
“You realize we are both going to end up fucking shot,” Wilder said, cutting his eyes at me in the passenger seat of the black Escalade he was driving.
“I’ve already been shot,” I replied bitterly. “They can’t expect me to stay in a goddamn hotel room in Louisville while they go after what is mine.”
Wilder sighed heavily. “I know. I get it. Trust me, I’ve been there. It’s why I broke you out when your dad said they were leaving you there until it was over.”
Glaring at my phone, willing it to ring with an update, I muttered a string of curses. “Fucking Wells. I’m killing him first. Then, I’ll find that goddamn Oriel.”
“Easy,” Wilder said. “Wells is being handled. He didn’t know he was being set up. But, yes, he brought the bastard into our lives. Oriel, you can kill. Torture. Whatever makes your dark heart happy.”
Slamming my hands on the dash, I let out an angry growl, wanting to kill someone. Anyone at this point. The building explosion happening inside my chest was going to kill everything in its path.
“They’ll have her soon. Thatch and Gage are leading the pack. No one will be left standing or breathing.”
“I SHOULD BE THERE! ME! She needs ME!”
Wilder said nothing. He knew I was right. If this were Oakley, he would be just as furious and out of control.
“What if this was Oak AND she was pregnant?”
He glanced at me with a solemn expression. “That’s why I’m doing this. Like I said, I get it. I’d be just as messed up.” He looked back at the road. “As for Gage, when Shiloh finds out he shot you because you were going after your woman, she’ll tear him a new one.”
I didn’t know the women who belonged to the Ocala men, but if there was a woman who could handle Gage Presley, then she had to be fucking evil. Nothing like Rumor. My sweet, beautiful girl who didn’t have a fierce bone in her body. She was too good for me. She deserved better, but I’d be damned if I was letting her go. I didn’t think I’d ever planned on it from the moment she had climbed into my truck.
My phone started ringing, and my heart slammed against my chest frantically as I answered it.
“What?” I snapped.
“Where the fuck are you?” Stellan barked into the phone.
“Driving to your house from the airport.” I left out that Wilder was the one who had come and gotten me.
“Fucking hell, King! Can you not do what you’re told?”
“Not when my woman has been taken,” I snarled. “What is the update? Who is going, and where do I meet them?”