Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“You made that fuckin’ hard when you told my girlfriend shit she didn’t need to know.”
“She had a right to know.”
“Maybe she fuckin’ did, but not right now. You fucked everythin’ up tellin’ her now.”
“What’s done is done, Alarick. I can’t undo it. I’m sorry if it caused problems, I didn’t think it would. What we need to be focusin’ on right now is workin’ this out so that nobody gets hurt and we get Cova home safely.”
“Fuckin’ Cova,” I growl. “My priority is, and was, always Briella and the club. It ain’t up to you to decide what comes first. You would be doin’ the same thing if you were in my shoes, and you know it.”
He glares at me, his frustration bubbling. “You’re right, I fuckin’ would, but I also know there is a girl out there and she needs and deserve to be home with the only family she’s got left. I didn’t lose the love of my fuckin’ life for nothin’, son.”
When he says those words, it’s like a slam to my chest. It bothers me, because I couldn’t imagine a life without Briella in it. I couldn’t imagine knowing she’d never be here again, and that I’d have to go through the rest of my fucking life without her. No, I don’t even want to imagine what that would feel like.
“Where is Cova?” I say, my voice a little less harsh.
He’s right.
It’s all he has left. The only thing that he can give to the love of his life, that she couldn’t give to herself before she was so cruelly taken away. It’s his last mission, and he has a right to finish it. Even if the timing is fucking terrible, and even if it’s a risk, I can’t take that away from him. He gave up everything in his world to finish this, I can’t stop him from doing it.
“As far as I know, she’s still in the states. She got sold to a man who lives just outside of L.A—some big gun with a lot of fuckin’ money and a lot of fuckin’ land. Havin’ a hard time trackin’ down his name, but I have confirmed she’s still in the country which is a fuckin’ miracle in itself.”
“How are you goin’ to get his name?”
“Dax has all the records. I got a lot of information out of the girls I brought home. A lot of things that they saw or did. It was helpful. One thing I know, is that he recorded everything. They often told me he’d be walking around with a voice recorder, and he also had cameras everywhere. He’s making sure he’s got his tracks covered. The problem is, I know he’s smart enough not to keep them on his property. No way in the world would he risk that.”
“Then where the fuck is he keepin’ it all, because Briella said his property was heavily secured.”
“It is, but he’s not stupid enough to risk them being found there, if for some reason this goes down with the cops ...”
“It’s not goin’ to go down with the cops, because he’s got a cop on his side.”
“All the same, it don’t matter. He’s not keepin’ them there. One of the girls told me she did get taken to a massive house at one point before she was sold and was told to wait in the car while Dax carried a heap of files inside. She didn’t know who lived there, but she did say it was about three hours north of where his house was. Been lookin’ and found a property that I think it would be. It’s the only one out there, it’s in the middle of nowhere and heavily guarded.”
“Who does it belong to?”
“Far as I can tell, it belongs to him, but it ain’t in his name. He’s been very fuckin’ clever about it all. It’s not widely known and I’m guessin’ it’s where he does all his transactions and keeps girls before they’re sold. It’s a throw off, if people are lookin’, it won’t be somewhere they’ll find. I’ve watched him and followed him, and he’s never gone there, or taken anyone there that I know of. If he goes there, he’s goin’ when he’s certain he’s alone.”
“Right,” I mutter. “So how the fuck do we get in there?”
“You said you’ve got a girl goin’ in? Might be the best way if he takes her there, though the problem is he only seems to take them there right before they’re sold, so I was informed by the girls. So, if that happens, it’s too fuckin’ late.”
“You said you know where this place is? Why aren’t we checkin’ it out?”
“I’ve checked it out. No way we’re gettin’ in or out easily, it’s fully secured in ways that are basically inaccessible.”