Author: Claire Adams
Category: Young Adult
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“You fucked him… but not me?”
I thought about denying it, but the more rebellious part of me that had been born out of my months with the Angels surfaced suddenly. “He’s twice the man you are.”
Walter stared at me for a moment, and then he smiled. For a second, I thought he was going to get off the bed, but then his arm slashed through the air and slapped me so hard my neck snapped back, and my eyes began to water.
“Don’t worry now,” Walter said, getting off the bed and heading towards the door. “Before long, you’ll learn how to be a good possession. You’ll learn to be my faithful and obedient bitch.”
I fought back my tears and willed my voice to keep steady when I spoke. “What are you planning on doing with me?”
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“Oh, you’ll see,” he replied. “We’re going on a little trip tomorrow… just you and me. I think it’s going to be a bonding experience.”
With that, he turned and left the room. The door slammed a second later, and I felt the tears fall freely. I was unable to keep control of my calm façade any longer. I had pinned all my hopes on Devon and Zack, but I had to face the facts now. It had been three days already. If they’d known where I was, they’d have come for me by now.
Now Walter was taking me somewhere else to teach me a lesson, to punish me. He had all the power, and I had none. He was the hungry, vengeful wolf, and I was nothing more than the lamb he was taking to slaughter.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Zack
“Zack?”
I rushed downstairs, sensing the urgency in Justin’s tone. “What is it?” I asked. “Did you guys find out anything?”
“No,” Justin replied. “But there’s someone here to see you.”
Frowning, I looked towards the door and saw the tall, willowy waitress that I’d spoken to the other day. She was dressed less conspicuously today. She was wearing jeans and an oversized shirt, and I noticed there was a hat in her hand too.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“I asked around and found out where you lived,” she replied. “You came to my bar asking questioning about someone named Walter Black?”
“Yes?”
“Well… I came across some information and… I knew I needed to tell you.”
“What have you found out?” I asked urgently.
She took a step into the house and looked around wearily. Apart from me, Justin, Lonny, and Bones were the only ones in the living room, but she looked distinctly uncomfortable, and I knew that she hadn’t wanted to involve herself in all this, but her conscience hadn’t been able to keep her away.
“Last night… two guys came into the bar,” she said. “They were dressed normally, and they weren’t wearing MC jackets or anything… but I’ve lived in this town long enough to recognize an MC member when I see one. They’d never come in before, and I think they were just trying to avoid being seen. They were talking about a woman being held captive… they said she was being locked in a room and that someone called Ghost was going to make her regret the day she left him.”
I leaned in. “What else did they say?”
“One of the guys mentioned a Walter Black, and I knew it had to be the same one you had told me about… I think it’s an alias though.”
“It is,” I nodded impatiently.
“From what I heard both men seem to feel that this guy… Walter Black is deranged. They were only concerned with getting out of town…”
“They were planning to leave?”
“In a few days,” she nodded. “I wanted to tell you before they left… They didn’t mention where Walter Black was keeping this woman. But if you were to track them down before they left town…”
“We can find Mila,” I finished the sentence.
She nodded. “I’ve been in an abusive relationship myself. I wasn’t about to sit on that information.”
“Can you tell me anything about the two men that came in last night?”