Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
I’m stuck in shock.
“You didn’t know he was in prison when you decided to blow up your daddy’s club. Silly girl, you didn’t think that through. He wants you to know that he’s coming for you, and he’s going to make you wish you were never born.”
“Leave me alone,” I whisper.
She grins. “He’ll see you around. He might not be able to get to you yet, but he’ll find a way, and when he does, you’re going to wish you didn’t get locked behind these walls.”
This is bad.
It’s so bad.
My eyes dart to the left, then to the right, but there is nowhere for me to go.
I’m stuck in hell and there is nothing I can do to escape.
1 – Jackson
Staring across at her, my heart tightens in my chest.
She’s holding a brave face, but I can see beyond the front she’s trying to put on for me. She’s struggling. There is so much fear in her eyes, it’s fucking killing me to see. She doesn’t deserve this. It was my job to protect her, and I didn’t even notice that she was gone. She went after a monster and did nothing to stop her.
Now she’s in here, where I can’t protect her.
“Is Ava okay?”
It’s the first question she asks, every single time.
“She’s doin’ good. I promise you she’s okay.”
Serenity’s eyes well up, but she shoves it down.
“What if I’m stuck in here for a long time? I don’t want that to be her life, Jackson. She doesn’t deserve that.”
I go to reach across the table, to take her hand, to just comfort her for a fucking second, but I’m quickly stopped by the guard shouting, “No touching!”
I can’t even comfort my woman.
I can’t help her.
I give the guard an expression that tells him that if I could, I’d walk over there and rip his fucking head clean off.
“I promise you we’re goin’ to get you out of this,” I say, my voice low. “We’ll find that fucker, and we’ll get you out.”
She nods, but I can see she doesn’t have full faith in me, and that fucking kills me. I don’t blame her, when you’re behind bars, everything gets that much harder. It isn’t so easy to seek justice when you’re confined to a fucking prison. It’s also not as easy to get away with things.
But I’ll find a way.
No matter what it takes.
“Somethin’ has changed,” I say, my eyes scanning her face.
She stares down at her hands, and I can see them trembling.
“Serenity,” I push, my voice hoarse.
“I’m fine,” she tells me quickly, forcing a smile.
“Baby,” I growl, “I know when you’re lyin’ to me, and right now, you’re lyin’.”
She doesn’t answer.
“What is happening?”
She glances at the guard, and then leans a little closer. “There is someone in here, someone from Hogan’s club.”
I feel like I’ve been slammed in the chest with a fist. Clenching my own, I struggle for calm. We were meant to have taken out that entire club. Never thought for a second about the ones who could have been locked up at the time we took them out. Fuck.
“How bad is he?” I rasp, fighting to keep my voice steady.
“He was the Sergeant in arms, and he isn’t my biggest fan. He was always cruel, but ... he had a woman make it known that he plans to get to me in here, and is going to make my life a living hell.”
It’s taking everything inside me not to slam my fist into the table.
I feel fucking helpless, because there isn’t a single thing I can do to protect her. If I had someone on the inside, I could, but I don’t.
“I’ll get someone put in here,” I say. “I’ll find someone to protect you.”
“You can’t do that. It’s okay, I’ll be okay ...”
I can fucking do it.
I will.
“I’m not leavin’ you in here unprotected.”
“Two minutes,” the guard barks.
It takes everything inside me not to slam my fist into his face just so I can end up in here with her, but if I know the system, which I do, those fuckers would purposely put me somewhere else.
There has to be an option.
Glancing at Serenity, I can see her bottom lip shake.
Not being able to touch her feels like a torture all on its own. I need to pull her into my arms, to wrap myself around her and make sure she’s safe. It kills me to see her breaking.
“I’m goin’ to figure this out,” I say low, clenching my fists to stop myself from reaching over to her.
“I know,” she whispers.
“I love you, do you hear me?”
She nods, and I can see her visibly swallow, forcing herself not to cry.
Fuck.
I need to get her out of here.
It’s the only option.
“IT’S NOT A FUCKIN’ option,” Spike growls, crossing his arms. “We try somethin’ like that, and all we’ll do is end up with a police force that hunts us down and puts us all away.”