Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
He also seemed to be tracking the woman’s emails and all her personal shit, which just boggled the mind. All the cops had to do was serve a warrant on this guy and they would’ve found a goldmine of shit to put him away for. Instead either through bureaucratic red tape or sheer laziness they’d let this guy walk. I had no doubt that had he been a down on his luck loser they would’ve hauled his ass in long ago; but because he was a supposedly upstanding member of society and had money he’d been overlooked. By the time I was finished I wanted the whole world to see him for what he is. I just needed to figure out how to do it without involving her because he was never laying eyes on her again. I hope that shit drives him out of his fucking mind.
“You’d think with his money disappearing he’d have more important things to do than getting on a plane hunting down a young girl who wants nothing to do with him.”
“People like that don’t think rationally bro, at least we know he hasn’t given up his sick obsession and is willing to go to great lengths. What do you want to do next?”
“I’m not sure yet, I want this shit done like now, there have to be a way to get whatever he has on his hard drive to the cops without implicating ourselves. The only thing is I don’t want her involved. It bothers me that he has his laptop even more secured than his home PC and that shit had enough on it to send him away for a while. What the fuck can he be hiding on the other one?”
“I thought about that too bro, whatever it is it won’t be good you can believe that. Not to worry though I’m already in I’m just safe guarding against any backlash, don’t want him or anyone else knowing that we’re looking at him.”
“Do it quick bro, we leave for the university visit this weekend remember? I want this shit over and done with so we can move on with our lives one-way or the other. I want her to be able to enjoy everything about this experience because we’re not taking his fucking specter with us.”
“I’m on it. If that’s all this fucker is gonna do tonight I’m for bed.”
On the screen Bruno was gazing at the screen where he had a collage of pics of my woman and fucking drooling. I didn’t want to know what the fuck he was doing with his hands beneath his desk because that shit would make me hop on a plane and go break his fucking neck. I’ve given it some thought over the last few weeks but one thing stopped me. No one ever gets away with shit, and I couldn’t put Kadyn through that shit, not to mention the thought of being away from her made me sick to my stomach. I hadn’t exactly taken on her fears but I’ve convinced myself that she needs me at every turn that I’m the only one who can take care of her.
We both headed back inside and went to our women. I should probably let her sleep but tomorrow she was going to her father’s since we were leaving for a few days this coming weekend. The moonlight captured her in the middle of our bed, her body curled innocently around my pillow. She was so beautiful sometimes it ached to look at her. She was finally coming to appreciate her own worth I think. In the last couple of weeks she’s really been coming into her own. Whether it was the heavy dose of sex, which she never seemed to get enough of or the self-defense classes; something was giving her a much-needed boost. She smiled more these days and when her laugh rang out it made my heart soar.
Carrie and Nessa as well as mom, have been training her in the ways of womanhood or more to the point Steele womanhood. She’s not in the same league as yet but she no longer fusses about spending my money, which for some fucked up reason makes me exceedingly happy. She’s even been out with the girls on her own a time or two and I seemed to be the one having anxiety issues both times. I couldn’t wait to get that ring on her finger so I could have some peace.
I use to think Dad and Joshua were nuts for tagging their women, I think dad even had a tag on my little sister. It was funny how they’d always tried to convince me of the necessity for such a drastic measure and I was always the one scoffing at their paranoia. Now my woman needs that shit more than any.