“Son of a bitch!” Crusher screams for the tenth time.
Just as I figured, Kavanagh and his henchman are long gone when we get here. The place is completely deserted, with one exception. There is a fuck of a lot of blood in the old gym. If Dani is still alive, she’s in pretty bad fucking shape. Which explains why Crusher is going off. Yet, I’m so upset with the bastard that I’m about ready to snap his neck. I’m trying to rein it in. I’d rather deal with this shit in private.
“I knew you fucking around would end up screwing us in the ass. Now we have no idea where the hell Dani is!”
And this is where my restraint with Crusher ends.
My fist slams his punk ass under the chin with all my anger and since I have a lot of fucking anger, Crusher immediately stumbles back and falls on his ass. He’s shaking his head back and forth, obviously dazed. He’s lucky that’s all he is. I still might pinch his neck before this is done.
“Motherfucker! That is not what screwed us in the ass!” I growl squatting down so I am eye level with the bastard. “What screwed us in the ass, dick-weed, was you overruling my fucking orders. Tell me, where the fuck is my prisoner today, Crush? What the fuck did you do with him?”
Crush looks up at me, rubbing his chin and jaw. His eyes are bloodshot, his hair hasn’t been brushed, his clothes are wrinkled, and his knuckles are scraped and bruised. Brother is messed up.
I grab him by the hair on his head and pull him to me.
“Where the fuck is my prisoner, Crush?”
“I did what you wouldn’t.” He says trying to jerk away from me, but I’m not about to let that shit happen.
“Yeah, and what was that, brother?” I growl, trying to tap down the anger so I don’t kill him.
“I interrogated the ass-wipe.”
“Gee, wonder why I didn’t think of that,” I respond sarcastically. “Tell me Crush, did you find out one more damn piece of information?”
His eyes lock with mine and then he shakes his head no.
I push him away from me in disgust.
“Do you know why that is dick-head? It’s because he didn’t fucking know anything!” I growl. “Did you set him free, at least, and have someone follow him?”
Crush avoids my eyes for a minute and then turns his head so his eyes, once again, lock with mine.
“There wasn’t anything to set free.”
I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, where I feel the tension starting to build.
Fuck, it’s going to be a long day.
Chapter 15
Nicole
I must have dozed off. I have no idea when or for how long, but I do know it is dark now. Dragon is beside me, his front is to my back, spooning me. His arm is loose over our child, cupping my stomach.
“Dani?” I whisper already knowing the answer, but hoping against hope I am wrong.
“She was already gone, Mama,” he says softly, the words seeming to haunt the room.
I can’t stop the sob of pain that escapes my lips. I feel his breath against my hair and he kisses my ear, gathering me closer.
“We’ll find her, Nicole. I promise you, baby, we’ll find her.”
I want to believe his words, honest, but I can’t seem to. All I feel is that Dani is in trouble and neither one of us may survive this, because I have to help her.
“I’m scared, Dragon.”
“I know baby. I know.”
He turns me to my back and his large hand brushes along the side of my face.
“I’ll make this right. I promise. I will make this right for you, Mama.”
He’s breaking my heart. He’s blaming himself and he shouldn’t. It was my secret, it was my lies that brought us to this point. I touch his lips with my fingers. My man. How empty my life was without him.
“I love you so much, Dragon.”
“I feel the same Mama, right down to the…”
“Marrow of my bones…” I say with him, a weak smile on my face.
“We’ll get through this. There’s nothing we can’t handle when we work together.”
I wish I could believe that. I can’t. I feel defeated.
“Do you trust me, Nicole?”
“You know I do.”
“Then believe in this,” he says and his eyes bore into mine.
I lean up and let my tongue dance over his nipple, he groans. I suck it into my mouth, while letting my fingernails drag along his side.
“What are you doing, Mama?” He asks his eyes closed.
“I must not be doing it right if you have to ask me,” I whisper against his skin.
“Mama, you’re upset and tired. You’ve had a rough day,” he protests but even I can tell his heart isn’t in it. Which is good, totally good.
I stop and look up at him so he can see the truth in my eyes.
“Dragon, I need you tonight. Poncho said I was fine. I just need to feel you holding me in your arms, so I can forget about everything but us. Give that to me, please?”
He pulls away from me and for a moment all I can feel is disappointment. Total disappointment.