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Denied.
I stared at the ceiling and cried as I felt my daughter’s life literally slipping through my fingers.
As a last ditch effort I started punching in dates to important life events between Fox and I. On the third try, the date of the night he slept in my room for the first time, the keypad blinked green and the locking mechanism clicked.
“Yes!” I pulled the handle and opened it, rifling through the contents and finding an insane amount of stacks of hundred dollar bills and other important documents. In the back of the safe behind everything else, there was a pistol.
I picked it up and let the weight of it settle in my palm before pulling the slide back far enough to check to see if it was loaded.
Bingo. The brass round in the chamber both scared me and empowered me. “Please forgive me.” I chanted as I cleared every dollar bill from the safe along with the gun and threw them in my oversized purse and ran from the house.
When I got in my car my hands were shaking so uncontrollably as I sped off down the highway towards my aunt’s ranch that when my phone rang through bluetooth I screamed in fear.
The unknown number flashed across the screen again.
“I have it.” I said in place of answering.
“Good girl.” Taz praised and my skin crawled. “Very good girl. And I’m guessing your old man doesn’t have a clue you’ve robbed him?”
“He doesn’t know.” I replied, as guilt burned in my chest. “I want to talk to Maddie.” I demanded.
“That’s not how this works.”
“Let me talk to her, Taz, I’ve got your fucking money and I’m on my way. Now let me talk to my fucking sister!”
“No can do Buckaroo.” He joked and then whistled like he was at the end of a long workday, “I think I’m going to go play with her now as we speak.”
“Don’t you dare!” I screamed.
“Hurry up, D. Clock’s ticking.” The line died in my ear, beeping with the end of the call.
I screamed into the windshield in frustration as I put the pedal down, desperately trying to close the distance between me and my family.
I was an hour down the road when my phone rang again, and this time Fox’s face lit up the screen on my dash.
Heaven help me.
I was supposed to be at work, which meant the only reason he was calling me was because he knew I wasn’t.
I hit accept but stayed silent as I heard his breath through the speakers in the car. “Where are you?” His icy voice rang out loudly in place of a greeting.
“Fox.”
“Answer me, D.” He demanded and I could feel his anger climbing up my spine. But I couldn’t give him what he wanted. “God damnit! Talk to me!”
“I can’t.”
“Why?” He snapped, “Who called you?”
“What?”
“The closet at work, Delilah, who the fuck called you when you were in the closet at work?”
“How did you-?”
“Oliver!” He snapped, “He came outside after you left and found Tony and Hammer, he told them someone called you and you were crying, begging them not to do something. Then you bolted.”
“Fox.” I sighed, as fresh tears poured down my face.
