Page 33 of Papa's Beloved

“What do you mean, she got fired?”

“That bitch hit me,” Montgomery whines.

“Call her bitch again and I’ll give you something to wine about,” Doc says before I can.

“Careful Moore, you can be fired next,” Montgomery says.

“No need. I quit. I’d never work in a place that chose a pencil dicked, three pump chump, wussy, chicken shit, motherfucker over a bright, beautiful, successful NP.”

“Are you fucking her too?”

With lightning fast reflexes, I have Doctor Douche against the wall.

“Watch your mouth, fucker.”

“What are you going to do about it with the officers here?” he asks with a sneer.

I laugh, long and loud.

“You say that like I’m afraid to go to jail or hell, that jail is the worst place I could be. You see, you dumb fuck, I spent years in places that makes the sandbox look like a playground. You should keep that in mind before you open your filthy mouth again.”

I lean in closer so only he can hear. “There’ll be plenty of time when the cops aren’t around. I know where you live, and by the end of the day, I’ll know everything there is to know about you. If you think this is over, you’re wrong.”

I let him look at Doc. He’s so angry his face is red from holding back the rage.

“Where’s Nay?”

“She took off, left everything.”

“Fuck. Let’s go.”

I run back to my sled followed by Gambit and Doc. Doc peels off, likely to get his ride.

“Where would she go?” Gambit asks.

“The park,” I say, slinging my leg over my sled.

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When we get to the park, I park the sled and head out on foot with my best friend beside me. The first thing I see is an old lady trying to run for her life. She sees us and runs straight to us.

“Help! Someone’s being attacked.”

“Which way?”

She points from the direction she came from.

“We have a friend on the way. He’s a doctor. Stay here and we’ll go help.”

She nods with wide eyes. I don’t know what made her run up to two bikers, but I’m thankful she did. Too many would have run away from us. I take off into a sprint in the direction she indicated with Gambit close by. He’s got an inch on me, but my stride is longer.

I hear flesh on flesh before I clear the small copse of trees.

Chapter 26

Papa

When I clear the trees, what I see has me seeing red and putting on a burst of speed. Some guy has Nay down on the ground. She’s fighting back, but he has six inches and a hundred pounds on her.

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