Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
"How do you expect me to explain this, her sudden disappearance? What am I supposed to tell people?"
"You really are stupid. Do I look like I give a fuck how you explain anything? All I care about is keeping you away from her, as of yesterday you can forget you even have a daughter."
He sneered at me as if he wanted to kill me, I'm sure that thought was giving him the warm and fuzzies. Join the line you fuck, the nerve of this sick fuck to call me a pedophile after what he’d had planned for his own flesh and blood.
"You don't seem to hear so good since you still went after her after I warned you not to, so heed me now, fuck with me on this and the tape recording I have of you goes to the six o clock news. I've already left instructions, just in case by some twist of fate you get the drop on me. Now get going."
I shoved him away from me onto the floor his face had paled at the mention of a recording. Good you piece a shit, now worry what recording I'm talking about I'm sure your treatment of your daughter isn't your only vice. I followed him up the stairs and went to her room while he went after what I needed.
In her room I gathered only those things she would need for school. On a hunch I opened her closet and a few drawers, fucking bastard, she barely had the bare necessities.
I met him in the living room where he had a packet ready for me. I opened it up and checked just to be sure, I didn't trust him worth a damn.
"You owe me four thousand dollars I expect it by the end of the week."
"What? I don't owe you anything." He tried to get huffy but we both knew it was only for show, I’m pretty sure if he gave me any excuse I’d end his ass right here and now.
"Yeah, the shit you destroyed, I paid for, you'll give me four-thousand, and for every day that it's late that will be another five hundred. If more than a week goes by then I start taking it out of your ass and trust me that little skirmish is nothing compared to what I will do to you."
"You don't need that money..."
"I know, but I hate you, I want you to suffer in anyway I can make you suffer, besides you owe her a hell of a lot more than that you monster."
"I want that tape, I kept my end of the bargain I gave you what you wanted."
"You'll never see that tape. Until I'm sure she's safe from you and that you won't be a pain in my ass the tape stays. Funny you don't even know what's on those tapes and you're still worried, you really are a sick fuck."
"All this trouble for that little bit..."
My fist was in his mouth before he could finish the sentence, I didn't stop there either, he’d finally given me just the opening I needed dumb fuck.
It had been some years since I had to talk with my fist, but it all came back to me. His puny attempts were no match for my burning anger. I hit him for every year she had spent in terror, for every missed childhood dream. I didn't stop plowing my fist into him until I grew tired.
"Come near her again, I'll kill you."
I turned and walked out. There was no way of knowing whether or not he would heed my warning the guy seems not too bright. Either that or his personal vendetta against her superseded everything else including self -preservation.
I cleaned up before going to work and at about one I left to pick her up at school. Our house hunting will have to wait one more day. Today I’m going to fill every closet in the penthouse with shit for her. I thought of calling my sister over to get her input but changed my mind. I’m just not ready to share her with anyone else as yet not even family.
She walked out with the rest of the kids and headed for the car, the down look on her face disappearing as she climbed in next to me.
"How was your tests love?" I drew her in to get a fix it felt like forever since I’d dropped her off. I looked at her to make sure she was okay and that there were no lingering effects from her ordeal the night before. I’m sure that shit’s gonna fuck with her for a while but I’m gonna do all that’s in my power to cut it out like a cancer.
"Easy." She seemed more at ease than when I dropped her off as she clutched my arm while I drove. Maybe I was worrying for nothing. Damn, if one morning of freedom could do that for her then I would see that it never changed.