Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 63139 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63139 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Becky hates me. She’s not going to say a damned word.
Still, they have to do what they have to do.
We arrive at the clubhouse, which is still in my little radar, and I climb out of the truck. Eve, Ramona, and Poppy rush over and hug me, holding onto me so hard I can’t breathe, but god damn, it makes me feel better.
“Come on, guys,” I say, pulling back. “I didn’t even get violated in there, I’m okay.”
Ramona laughs. “Only you, girl.”
I smile at her. “Got to make some light of the situation.”
“You’re a better woman than me,” Poppy says. “Man, if that was my father, I’d be planning his murder.”
“Oh,” I say, eyes widening, “you think I’m not?”
They all laugh.
“Come on, let’s go talk to Riggs and the guys and then I’m taking you to Wildflowers and feeding you until you pop,” Eve says, putting her arm around my shoulder.
“I like the sound of that.”
We head inside the clubhouse and to the meeting room where everyone is already sitting, discussing things. This club doesn’t have to help me, they owe me nothing, and yet they’re all pulling together and doing what they can. I’m ashamed I ever agreed to betray them. They didn’t deserve that. God, if they found out ...
I shake my head.
“How’re you doin’?” Riggs asks me when I sit down.
“Outside of my new fashion band, I’m fine,” I say, pointing to my ankle.
“Always wondered what one of them looked like.” Hugh nods. “Very nice.”
I laugh. “Thanks, I think it’ll look nice with a pair of jeans and some boots.”
He grins at me.
“So,” Riggs says, getting right to it, “we’re still tryin’ to get hold of Becky, and your brother hasn’t left your father’s house since you were arrested. Chances are he’s suckin’ up big time, so he’s goin’ to be no use to us.”
“I could have told you that. Becky won’t give a crap, either.”
“I think you’re wrong,” Beckett says. “I know she’s your sister and you know her better than me, but I don’t think she’ll want you to go away for this.”
How sweet he thinks she’s that kind. Her act really got to him. I feel for him, believing that shit, but he doesn’t know her like I do. There is no way, no way in hell, that she would ever do anything to help me. I’m in this one with the club and that’s it, I have to figure it out myself.
“Look, I appreciate what you’re saying, but Becky isn’t going to help me.”
“You’re wrong.”
I turn my head and see the one and only standing at the door, alone. She studies the large group of bikers, her eyes zoning in on Beckett. He looks to Poppy, who looks like she might just throw down right there and then, but she keeps it together.
“I called her,” Beckett says.
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. Then I open them and look right at my sister. “If you’re not here to help, Becky, then you need to leave. Dad has already done enough damage.”
“I know what he’s done, and I don’t agree with it. Which is why I haven’t been home and I haven’t been contacting people. I know what Dad did. I was the one who told the police to look at him. What I didn’t know is that he’d pin it on you.”
I blink, slowly. Is she saying what I think she’s saying?
“You told the police?” I ask.
She nods. “Yes. What happened to that girl, it was a monstrous act, and he shouldn’t be able to get away with it. I might not like you, Gabriella, but I’m not going to watch you go to prison either.”
“Oh, how sweet,” I mutter.
“If you don’t want my help ...”
“Wait,” I mutter, exhaling. “Of course I don’t want to go to prison, but excuse me if I don’t trust you and what you’re saying.”
“Okay, okay,” Riggs says, putting his hands up. “We’re runnin’ out of time here so let’s get this figured out. Becky, tell us exactly what you know.”
She takes a deep breath, and her face actually looks like what she’s about to say bothers her. That terrifies me, because whatever they did to Constance has clearly fucked with her head, and it’s about to fuck with ours.
“I didn’t know at first, the only way I found out was because I accidentally went into the basement one day ... and there was this girl, all bloodied and half dead. I freaked out and Dad told me that they’d found her, and didn’t know what to do. I was begging them to call the police, to take her to a hospital, but they just dragged me out. He told me they did take her in, and she was okay, but then a few weeks later I saw Constance missing and I figured it out. I knew they’d done something, so I confronted him. He told me if I so much as breathed a word, he’d take me down with him. He’d make sure that I went to prison. I believed him, of course I did, I knew how powerful he is. So, I never said another word, until now ...”