“Bridge?” Sammy’s sleepy voice alerted her to the child being awake.  “In the kitchen.” She mumbled locking her computer and shutting it.  Sammy stumbled down the stairs and blinked sleepily at her guardian. Her tiny bare feet carried her across the tiled floor and over to where the barstools sat. Bridgette smiled as she watched the little girl struggle to climb the stool in her half asleep state.  “Did you have that dream again?” Bridgette whispered, recognizing the signs of a sleepless night.  “Yeah.” She mumbled, laying her head on the island.  “Do you want to talk about it?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.  “I don’t know. Do you wan

  Kane glared at the screen on his phone. The P.I. he had hired to look into the young woman had sent him some pictures of her daily activities. She was a busy bee from what he could see. He didn’t know how she managed to have the resources she did. He figured it was because she was well off but he knew that he could be wrong. With a sigh he looked over the information that he had been given and found himself a little perplexed. All the information on her was vague but standard enough that unless someone did some active digging no one would question the validity of the information. However, Kane found himself questioning what he saw. Maybe it was his time in the special forces but he couldn’t help but dig for more information on her, such as her family, friends, teachers, medical reports, and much more. If anything could be looked into he wanted it done and done right. With that thought in mind he went to hunt down the one guy that he kne

Ginny stood naked in front of the mirror admiring the marks on her body. She wasn’t ashamed of what Digger did to her. Between him and Bernard she proudly wore the evidence of their pleasure. She frowned as she looked at her blonde hair that was tousled from how Digger had pulled her hair. It was during that moment that he had shouted her niece's name as he came down her throat.    She hated that both men were still obsessed with her. They spent all their spare time looking for her. She hoped that she was lying dead in a ditch somewhere. She knew people would think it was weird for her to hate her own family member that way but she was tired of playing second fiddle. First it was her sister. Then it was Margo, the child that resembled her sister in looks and attitude.   She glared at her reflection wondering what was so damn spe

Digger sighed and walked inside the mansion. He hadn’t been there in a while and was glad to be back. Now that he had taken care of the job at hand he was going to get some rest and then prepare for the meeting later in the afternoon.  Digger clomped up the stairs and made a bee line for his room. He was over the opulence of the mansion and couldn’t be bothered to take in its grandeur. He was more determined to get some rest and back to his search for Margo. She had eluded him for too long. With his exhaustion catching up to him he stepped into the room that he used for when he got back from long trips and began to strip off his clothes as he made his way to the bathroom. After Digger got some rest he dressed and found his way to Lucifer’s office. It’s a rather fitting name,

Bridgette sighed when she made it back to the small house that she kept in town. It was dark and quiet and she would have found it relaxing if she wasn’t such a nervous wreck. She knew that she had done something crazy but that now seemed like the only available option ever since Laurel died. She knew that she couldn’t run forever, and she also knew that she would never be able to rest until they were all taken down. Crazy was literally the only option she had left.  Bridgette was about to unlock the front door when she noticed something that seemed a little out of place in the quiet neighborhood. She had a large jacket pulled over her shoulders masking the shoulder holster and twin pistols. She quickly unlocked the door and slipped inside the house. She bid the babysitter good night and sent her on her way after paying her. Bridgette then slipped out  the back door and made her way through her