ANMELDENRenae"Ladies," a deep voice calls out and I’m instantly awake.My eyes pop open, but the room is still shrouded in darkness. I don’t know how long we’ve been here, I lost track after ten days. The so called boss has yet to come by and I’m wondering if he’s even real."Ladies, you're here for a reason, and only one reason," the deep voice says, it’s a new voice, but one that I know. It’s so familiar but I can’t place where I know it from."Why is that?” Lacey asks, her voice is weak. Thankfully she’s no longer coughing."Your men," he returns and I want to cry, I knew this had to do with Levi, I just hoped that I was wrong.“I don’t have a man. I think you have the wrong people. You should just let us go. We don’t know who you are or where we are. Please just let us go.” She’s lost all faith in us even getting out of here, we’ve not really spoken much the past couple of days. Both of us just retreating into ourselves.A dark chuckle fills the air, "Oh Lacey, you're so naive."Lace suc
"That may be so, Boss, but that could be just down to the fact that his mom's dying."I frown. "Dying? Explain!" I demand. How the hell didn't I know about this before?"Boss, she has cancer. This is her third bout, they say this time its incurable. She gets weaker by the day. That's why he's been so distant, so preoccupied." His voice low as he informs me."Why hasn't anything been said before?" Why is it only coming to light now?He shrugs. "It wasn't for me to say. He didn't want anyone knowing just yet. I found out by accident, I overheard his phone call."I'm silent as I process what I've just been told. I understand that he's pre-occupied but I'm not convinced he's not the one to do this shit. "I'm going to have to talk to him."He stands. "Is there anything else?""Yes, I need you to..." The ringing of my cell stops me. Pulling my cell out my pocket, I see Jagger's name on the screen. "Jag?""Boss, I've found Carina.""I thought you were talking to Sarah?" I ask, confusion sett
He rolls his eyes at me. "Tell me something I don't know."I nod. "Barney can I trust you?" Even as I ask him, I still don't know if I can.He flinches, looking insulted. "Are you being for real right now, Boss?""Yes I'm being for real, now answer the damn fucking question!" I bite out as I glare at him."Of course you can trust me, Boss. I wouldn't be here if I wasn't loyal to you," he replies instantly. He doesn't blink, he doesn't move, hell he doesn't even show any emotion."I believe you," I tell him and watch as his entire body deflates. "If I find out you're lying to me, Barney. There is nowhere on this earth's surface that you can hide from me. Do you understand?"He nods once. “I understand. Now, do you want to tell me the real reason I'm here?"I'm impressed, although I’d never tell him that. "Okay, the real reason you're here is because I want answers. I am your boss that's not why you fear me, is it? You fear me because you've seen what I'm capable of. You have witnessed
LeviI swirl the amber liquor in my glass as I wait for the door to open. The television is off and I'm shrouded in darkness, everything that's happened over the last few days has been re-playing over mind as I wait for Barney, my dad, and Tina to walk in. Martin hasn't called and I'm taking it that he's not found Carina yet. Martin and Barney have been with me since the beginning, neither have motive as I've never done anything to them, yet both have had plenty of opportunity. They’re both acting suspicious. Either that, or I'm losing the plot completely and taking everything they do and scrutinizing it.One thing is for sure, one of my men has Renae. There's no doubt in my mind, not anymore. I’ve thought about it so much these past three days, and talking to Jagger I just cemented the fact that what I believed in the beginning is true. Now I know for sure, I need to find out how they knew where they were going to be. Renae never told anyone. The usual person I'd go to, to find this
Jagger laughs, “Yeah boss this city has bled. They know who's in charge, no doubt about it. Shame that the people who have your girl don't know it. They're in for a world of hurt, and I'm looking forward to dishing it out.”“You're a sick fuck, Jag, but I like the way you think.” I smile and nod my head toward the door. It's time to leave, time to talk to Barney. There’s something about him that I’ve never fully trusted, but I can't say for sure if he's the one who's on this. However my gut is telling me that he isn’t part of this. I can't explain it, my guts never wrong.Walking out of the office, I notice Martin standing in the hall, his eyes glance between Jag and I. “Everything okay?” I ask.“Nothing new to report, Boss,” he responds. “Barney just called, he’ll be here within the next hour.”I raise my brows. I don’t believe in consequences, and this is one hell of a one, especially as Jag and I were just talking about him.“Tina won’t stay in Hidden Hills any more, she wants to b
He's right it is a fucked up situation, and trying to find out who has Renae is like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Nobody knows anything. Whoever has her, must have a lot of backing. Or they’re keeping it very close to their chest. Meaning they don’t trust anyone with this information. That’s what I reckon has happened. That it’s someone quiet and unassuming. I need to find out who can keep something so quiet, my men talk worse than gossipers in the salon getting their hair done. That’s why my mind is fucked, I can't work out who it is, and all I can focus on is finding Renae. But for me to find her I have to know who it is. It’s a vicious circle, one that is never going to end.“I tell you one thing, Jag, I find it funny timing that Tina and Dad are coming back now. I mean Renae has been gone three days now and they’ve not been involved at all in trying to find her and all of a sudden they decide they want to find out what's happening. It doesn’t sit right Jag.” There’s some
Kate"Are you nervous?" Dorian covers his palm with mine as we near the road to my father's lake house, where we're holding the wedding. We're driving back to New Hampshire to spend the next ten days relaxing before the wedding.Yeah, right.The next ten days are going to be less than relaxing. The
DorianMy fiancé.My soon-to-be-wife.Katherine Harrison.The formerly stuck-up, too-nerdy-for-her-own-good girl from Brighton Academy who used to be the only thing about high school I'd look forward to every day. God, how I loved to get a rise out of her back then – I'd do anything I could to get
DorianI'm surrounded by parts and pieces that go to baby furniture – crib railings, nuts and bolts scattered haphazardly across the surface of the hardwood floor – and thinking I'm this close to losing my shit."I think it's admirable that you're trying to put the furniture together yourself, Dori
"Nice chair." Her words break the stillness between us."Do you agree now that it's a classy gift?""Something like that," she says."Classy as fu –" I start to say, but she interrupts me."That's going to wind up being the baby's first word.""We're in the bedroom," I say. "It doesn't count.""Mm-







