“She haseverythingto do with this.You thought you could back out on the Koreans.You’ve built your life by showing people you’re strong.Did you expect them to let you get away with making them look weak?You can’t step in this world with one foot, Dodger.You know that shit.Now you have to pay the price.”
“I said I’d pay it, but let Torrent go!”my dad pleads.The panic and fear in his voice is so potent I can feel it.
“Where would be the fun in that?Let me ask you, Dodger.When someone betrayed your club, what did you do to them?Did you show them any mercy?Theirfamilyany mercy?”
“I told you, you can do what you want with me!But?—”
“Butnothing!You aren’t calling the shots here.I am.Now get down on your knees.”
“I—”
“Get down on your fucking knees or lovely little Torrent here will have a bullet in her brain.Your decision, Dodger, but you might want to make it soon,” Carter says.I bite my lip to keep from crying out when I hear the gun at my temple cock in preparation.I close my eyes and when I open them back up they’re locked on my father’s.Regret is shining in his eyes and that’s almost too painful to see.My body trembles as he slowly drops down to his knees, his gaze never leaving mine.
Where is his club?!?!?
Chapter23
Dodger
I drop to my knees.I don’t have a choice.I was hoping all along for a miracle and it’s clear that’s not going to happen now.I wish I knew what was happening with my men.I’d have thought they would have been here by now.Nothing about this is adding up.They didn’t even have great security or else Red and Skeeter would have never found where Torrent was in this old building—not as easy as they did.
So what’s holding them up now?
“I thought you’d see things my way, Dodger,” Carter boasts.
“I’m sorry, Tor, baby,” I murmur, giving up the last hopes I had.
“Daddy…” she whispers brokenly.
My beautiful daughter is so much like me.She always has been.She’s headstrong and independent, impatient as hell sometimes but underneath it all she has a loyalty inside of her that shines bright.It’s a loyalty that blinded me.I should have seen Crash for what he was sooner—should have investigated that harder… but I was too impatient to get to Torrent.
Too damn impatient…
“Chain her,” Carter orders and hate and misery burn in my gut.I still have a pistol hid down in my boot.I’m going to die, but I’m going to drag Carter into hell with me.
“Baby girl, do you remember when you were fourteen and Wolf and I took you to Hadden Park?”I ask her, hoping she gets it and quickly, before they lock her in the chains.She looks confused, but I see when the fog lifts and determination moves over her expression.
“Stop with the trip down memory lane,” Carter says.The fucker is clueless and begging for his death—even if he doesn’t know it yet.
“You’ve got me where you want me, Carter.At least let me say goodbye to my little girl.Please,” I respond, the word making me nearly choke.I have to act as if I’m begging for crumbs from the son of a bitch, but it’s not fucking easy.
He looks surprised, but his smile of victory is proof I’m only feeding his ego.I crumble down on the floor as if I’m completely defeated—as if I have no hope and that only makes the asshole smile that much more.
“Fine.Say your goodbyes, but don’t worry, Dodger.I’ll be sure to show your daughter a good time after your death.I’ll make her scream in delight,” he says and my hand shakes with the need to kill him now.
“Do you remember, Torrent?What fun we had that day?”
“I remember…” she murmurs.
“I was so proud of you.Wolf still talks about it,” I tell her, trying to make sure she remembers what I need from her, without giving it away.
When Torrent was fourteen, there was a boy harassing her at school and making her life misery.Wolf and I decided to teach her how to take up for herself.We trained her that day in some ways to get the upper hand.She took to it like a natural.Hell, she even managed to bring Wolf down to his knees once.There’s fifteen years between them because Wolf is five years younger than me, but sometimes I think that was when he began to see Torrent as something special.
And she is.
Torrent has always been special.There’s a fire in her eyes that shines so damn bright you can’t look away.
“He underestimated me,” she says, and even now some of her cockiness fails to come through.