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Looking at my Brother, I groused, “You couldn’t have given me ten more minutes to finish getting my cock sucked before my meeting with Reaper?”
Pipe snorted.“If I waited for you to be done drinking and getting sucked off by Club girls, German, you’d never be available.”
Fair enough.But that’s what Club life was like.Truth be told, we’re all a bunch of sluts who like to hang out with sluts, drink too much, and fight.And I was no different.I wasn’t apologizing for my ways, either.
By the time we reached Reaper’s office, my hard-on had at least deflated to a nonpainful semi-erection.As soon as we were done here, I’d find one of the girls to resurrect my johnson and then finish him off.Wash.Rinse.Repeat.Sounded like the perfect night to me.The only thing that could make it better was a cold beer.
The door to Reaper’s office was already ajar, so we walked right inside.“Take a seat,” my gruff president spoke, as he poured himself a finger of whiskey.“You want some?”
Pipe and I both declined, so Reaper slugged his down and poured several more fingers worth into his glass.
“Did you fill him in on the way over?”our president asked our resident computer genius.
“Nope.Figured I’d wait for you to do it,” Pipe returned, as he pulled out his phone and began determinedly searching for something on it.
Now my interest was piqued.I sensed he had a job for me and I was more than a little curious what that entailed.
“How’s your shoulder feeling?”Reaper asked then, sipping his whiskey more slowly this time.
I’d been shot a few months back by a Club Brother turned traitor.It had hurt like hell, but my pride over being caught off guard by the bastard had stung far worse.
“It’s fine,” I returned dismissively.“What’s up, Prez?”
Reaper wouldn’t be here unless it was important.His Old Lady was pregnant and he didn’t like to leave her alone for any length of time these days.I didn’t blame him though, Angel was a delicate thing who’d been raised in a cult and treated like dirt most of her life.After our own Club Brother had betrayed us, shot me, and come for the Club’s women, Prez had become even more protective than usual of his lady.
Eyeing me for signs of weakness, the shrewd man decided I was telling the truth.“A contact in the tech world reached out to Pipe tonight.He has a problem that can’t be fixed through the traditional route.”
I took that to mean he couldn’t go to the cops and needed our kind of help.The kind that happened off the books and behind closed doors.“I’m listening.”
“A man by the name of Alec Framingham has a bit of a security problem at his software company,” Reaper explained.“Seems his secretary was jumped in his parking garage today and was beaten up pretty badly.”
I wasn’t sure where this was going.But if Prez was asking me to kick the shit out of a few lowlifes that hurt a defenseless woman coming home from work, I was all in.
“Turns out, she wasn’t the target,” Reaper furthered.“They were looking for someone else the woman was meeting up with.”
This matter clearly went deeper than met the eye.“Who was that?”
“Madelynn Framingham, the daughter of Pipe’s contact,” Reaper revealed.
Connecting the dots, I said, “So they’re looking to kidnap the daughter in order to use her against daddy as collateral?”
“Looks like it,” Pipe spoke, handing me his phone.“This is her.Twenty-three-year-old Madelynn Framingham.Known as Maddy, she lives at the same residence with her father.She attends Whitmore College remotely from home and works part-time volunteering at a veterinarian clinic.”
Accepting his cell, I tilted the screen toward me.Expecting to see some plain-looking spoiled brat peering back at me, I was blown away by the fresh-faced beauty that greeted me instead.This girl was a looker.No doubt about it.Dark red hair the color of aged wine.Pale skin.Full ruby lips.And sky-blue eyes that reached all the way out of the phone and punched me straight in the gut.Fucking Christ!She looked as innocent as a Sunday service and twice as needy.And boy did I know exactly what I wanted to give her.
I’ve always had a thing for redheads.Especially the kind that came by it naturally.My dick approved and began to rise in my pants.I knew exactly what I was going to be imagining later on when the Club girls were working me over.Jesus!If sin had a face, it surely looked just like Daddy’s little girl, Maddy.I could just imagine her in a Catholic schoolgirl uniform, wearing nothing but a smile and silver cross underneath that tight white blouse and tiny, pleated skirt.
Realizing I’d been staring too long, I cleared my throat and handed Pipe back his phone.“So what’s the deal?Am I busting in some heads or making a few pieces of shit disappear into the desert?”
“Neither,” Reaper said.“At least, not yet.”
Now I was confused.I wasn’t sure what options were left.
“Framingham is going out of town for an important business deal he can’t miss.His company is getting ready to merge with another tech company, and the deal is worth tens of millions.He needs someone to watch over Maddy while he’s gone, and he knows the cops will bungle the job on the first day if he leaves it to them.”
“Framingham and I go way back,” Pipe said, not providing any details as to the nature of that relationship.“As soon as the detectives left his house, he gave me a call and asked what could be done.”
I had to hand it to my Brother Pipe.He was one closed-lipped SOB.He didn’t say much, but I knew if he did, he could probably write a bookshelf’s worth of novels about shit he’d done in his past that no one knew fuck all about!
