ChapterTwenty-Two
What in the hell?
Reece woke with a splitting headache. Where was he?
He stilled and listened. He was in a car.
He frowned and then felt the rain hitting his face and looked around. His vision was a little blurry but it only took a moment for him to realize that he was in the back of his truck.
Why?
Then he remembered.
He’d stepped into the kitchen to make them some coffee. He’d stilled when a gun was shoved into his side.
“You’re one tough son of a bitch,” someone had said behind him just before pain exploded on the side of his head above his left ear and everything went black.
Shit. He’d been kidnapped.
He was freaking Daphne from Scooby Doo. A fucking damsel in distress.
He was about to jump out of the truck when it came to a skidding halt.
“Not so fast.” Fred jumped out of the truck, the gun aimed at Reece’s chest. “I doubt you can recover from a bullet at this range.”
“Why? What the fuck do you want with Hailey?” He practically screamed it.
Fred’s wicked smile answered the question.
“Did you know she was pure when I had her? Harper too, the first time.” He chuckled. “I used to like ’em young. It was easy, finding a mark with young kids. Selling drugs was just an easy way of getting my foot in the door, getting what I wanted.” He motioned with the gun. “Inside, let’s get out of the rain while we wait for my princess.”
“She won’t come here,” Reece said, slowly getting out of the back of the truck.
“Oh, I think she will. Everyone knows how she feels about you.” Fred shoved the gun in Reece’s side. Thankfully, it was the side that didn’t have broken ribs that were healing.
Reece knew all the moves to escape the situation. Moves that didn’t involve a gun being shoved in his side.
Until he could find the perfect time, the only thing he could do was go along with it and pray that Hailey wouldn’t show up.
“Why give up so much to come across the country for them?” he asked as Fred kicked open the cabin door as if it was made of cardboard. He shoved Reece inside.
There was a fire burning in the fireplace. Fred must have spent the night there and wanted to keep the place warm. It was just embers at this point, but the fire had done its job. The house was nice and cozy.
“Give up?” Fred laughed. “My business was going under. I sank all the money I made off their whore mother into that club. The Atlanta PD are eyeing me for a few other bitch druggies that OD’d. Their bitch daughters are crying rape and the cops are asking a lot of questions. Even some of my workers are lying about how young they were when I hired ’em.” Fred forced him to sit down on Harper and Hailey’s sofa. It was obvious now that the man had spent the night there. He was very comfortable with the space, as if he owned it.
“So, you what? Leave everything for a chance with Harper and Hailey again?” he asked, knowing he had to keep the man talking.
It was only a matter of time before Nick and Tom would swing by the cabin. No doubt, they’d see his truck parked out front and know something was wrong.
After all, he’d just gotten off the phone with Nick minutes ago and promised that he and Hailey would stay at his place all day.
“If you have to go, might as well take someone with you,” Fred said with a smile. “Besides, I’d like a taste of that sweet nectar again. I only had her once, but she was the sweetest thing I’ve ever had. I’ve been trying to find someone else like her.” He shook his head. “Nothing compares. Not even close.”
“If you lay a hand on her…” He dropped off when the gun moved to the center of his head.
“You’re just lucky I don’t pull this trigger right now,” Fred warned in a low voice. He was silent for a moment before shifting the gun lower again. “I watched you fight. Rooted for the other guy to knock all your teeth out.” He smiled. “Impressive. I could still kick your ass.” His eyes ran over Reece. “Course, you’re in bad shape now, it wouldn’t be a fair fight.” He laughed. “Still, I might have some fun before my princess gets here.” He lifted the gun as if to swing out and hit Reece again but at that moment, they both heard a car turn up the gravel driveway.
When Fred’s head jerked towards the sound, Reece took his opportunity and kicked out.