Digger watched the young woman go inside the house as he swore up and down internally. He found the way she had stood up to him arousing. He didn’t know what it was but there was something about her that had him hard and aching. With a frustrated groan he climbed on his bike vowing to one day have a taste of the woman occupying the land.
Bridgette stood at her desk watching the screens with a frown as Digger climbed on his bike. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw him pull away. Her legs buckled and she sagged into her chair as fear began to suddenly over take her. She hated that he could still make her whole being tremble with fear. She was currently bent over and trying to get her breathing under control when Kane and Marco came into her office in search of her.
“Hey.” Kane whispered, running over to her. “What happened? Whe
“I thought… didn’t we take care of that already?” She asked, looking up at her.“We told him what we had to tell him so that he wouldn’t react badly in public. We’re in private now. He needs to know the truth.”“Bridgette, what? Why would you tell him the truth?” Dex demanded in surprise.“Bridgette’s right. That boy has seen enough to know that people die. He might not remember but he’d appreciate it better than us lying to him. You can give him the same story that the police will spin about her dying in an accident but he needs to know the truth instead of growing up thinking people just keep abandoning him.” Kane said.“You two can’t be seriou
With a heavy heart she marched up the stairs and into the playroom where she found him occupied with some toys. Bridgette sighed with a heavy heart as she watched him play. He probably wouldn’t have anything to do with anyone for a while and her heart was breaking when she thought about his smile dimming even just a little bit.“Hey, Marco.” She said, softly, leaning against the door jamb.“Hey, Bridge! This room is awesome!” He said, giving her a toothy grin.“I’m glad you like it, kiddo, but I need to talk to you about something…” She said, sadly.“Okay.” He said nervously.“Come let’s go talk in your room…&rd
Athena had been cooperative and done as she had been instructed. True to what Bridgette had said they had waited until Sabrina’s shift was over and then staged a car accident. The police, Doctors, and everyone involved had covered up her murder. Athena continued going to work and acting as if everything was normal. While this was going on Kane had a few prospects watch the street that Sabrina’s apartment was on and Athena’s apartment for signs of Bernard’s men. They caught sight of his men showing up a few times to inspect that no one else had been to either home.It would be time for Athena to leave in a few days. She was going to meet with Bridgette and the others for their final instructions and confirm what Bridgette had found on the bugs. Even though her computers were processing them at an incredible rate Bridgette was still behind on going over everything.
A/N: This chapter has some very graphic and violent scenes. Look for the **** If you want to skip ahead feel free to do so.Bernard Shaw paced back and forth in his office. He stared at the series of text messages that had started coming in on his phone. With a maniacal chuckle he threw his cell phone against the wall. He walked down to the cells where he had left Mateo and Isa to stew for a week. He still hadn’t touched her, not in the way he wanted but it was still enough to torment Mateo.*****Bernard threw open the cell door and watched as Isa’s head snapped up at him with defiance. Mateo glared at him as Bernard walked into the cell.“How are my two favorite prisoners?” He asked, grinning at them.
Bridgette and Athena were seated in her office when an alert pinged on her cell phone. She looked up from the papers on her desk with a frown. That alert was specified for when something mentioning Bernard Shaw’s name appeared on the dark web. Her hands began to break out in a nervous sweat and her face went pale as she put the papers aside. She knew that whatever it was it had to be important. The last one had been a week ago. Whatever he was doing had to be important enough for him to be mentioned more than once in such a short time.“Are you okay?” Athena asked, looking at her with concern.“Yeah. Look, go spend some time with Marco. Maybe get some hot chocolate.” She mumbled to herself.Athena watched her warily for a moment before nodding her head in reply. As soo
“What is it?” Bridgette asked, standing straight up.“It’s that guy…” She whispered.“Which one?” She asked.“One of the ones you told me to run if I saw…” She whispered, trembling where she stood.“Athena, take them upstairs.” Bridgette growled, shoving away from the counter.“What are you going to do?” She asked, worried that they had found them.“Don’t worry about it.” She said, stalking to the door.As soon as she was sure that they were upstairs and out of sight Bridgette smoothed
Kane had been gone for about a week and he had to admit that he was dying to get back home. He was starved for a taste of Margo and he couldn’t wait to see Sammy again. The kid had stolen his heart in a way that he didn’t want to think about. It meant that he was getting in deeper than he was prepared for. Kane had managed to steal a few kisses here and there but it had been a while since he had gotten his hands on Margo and he was eager to hold her in his arms and watch her tremble with pleasure.Kane, Joker, Jude, and Cinder were headed back on their bikes while three prospects rode in the van that housed the guns that they were moving to a new location. The men from The Border Destroyers had been trying to scout out the warehouse but Kane and Joker had made it just in time. Needless to say, there were a few less members of the MC than before. Kane smirked as he revved up th
“Sir, can you please step out of the car?” The officer asked as she looked him over with a brow raised.“My hands seem to be cuffed to the steering wheel.” Digger mumbled in embarrassment.“Hang on, sir.” She said, stepping away and speaking into the walkie talkie on her shoulder. “This is officer Jones. I’m responding to the call about the suspicious car parked outside the elementary school. I’m going to need back up at Sycamore Lane.”“What’s the situation?” The dispatcher asked.“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” She said, trying not to laugh. “Just send back up.”“What’s going on?