Page 27 of Riding Through Life

I take the phone and Officer Daniels walks away. I quickly find the call icon and dial my dad’s number. After three rings, his gruff voice comes across the line. “Sheriff Donovan speaking.”

“Dad?” I croak. My body fills with relief hearing his voice.

“Lil’ Kay? How are you calling me? What’s going on?” Concern laces his tone.

“Dad, listen. I don’t have a lot of time, but what I’m going to tell you, I need you to relay to Capone. Do you remember when you did some research on a man named Long?”

“Yeah,” he hesitates. We don’t talk about this over the phone, ever, but it needs to be done this time.

“Long is the one who arrested me.”

“What!” Dad shouts from the other end of the phone. “That motherfucker is going down. If he thinks for one minute he can…”

“Dad, stop.” I interrupt him. I don’t want him to say too much and have Aftermath overhear. As far as I know, he doesn’t know about my dad’s side business. I’ve been telling him to pull the Royal Bastards in, but he’s a stubborn one. “I’m not alone. Aftermath is right next to me.”

“How the hell did that happen?” He gruffly replies.

“Let’s say Long and a taser doesn’t like my man.”

“After I broke his nose,” Aftermath chimes in.

“Wait, are you two with each other?” Dad asks.

“Yes, Officer Daniels put us together,” I answer.

“OK, sit tight, the two of you. I have to do something I swore I’d never do again, but I don’t see how to get you out of this.” The determination in his voice has the little hairs on the back of my neck rise.

“Dad, no. Call Capone and tell him what’s happening, please. He will be expecting your call. If you do what I think you’re doing, I will murder you myself,” I respond. It’s cryptic but there is no way I’m letting my dad sacrifice his freedom for mine.

“OK, Lil’ Kay, I’ll do this your way for now. But if it doesn’t work, I will do it my way.”

“Thank you, Dad. I love you.”

“Love you, too, Lil’ Kay. Sit tight and we’ll figure out a way to get you two out.”

I hang up the phone and fight back tears of relief. Handing the phone to Aftermath, I put our blankets and pillows on the floor, making a nifty little pallet bed while he talks to Capone. I don’t listen in on his conversation, letting him have his privacy forClub business.

Once Aftermath is done, he sets the phone outside the bars for Officer Daniels to retrieve and he wraps his arms around me, pulling my back to his front. Aftermath gently kisses the side of my neck, making my legs shake with need. His arousal is hard against my backside but I’m not going to jeopardize our luck.

For hours we just either lay down and cuddle or stand and hold each other tight. Neither one of us saying much but we both know we are weathering this storm together and will come out stronger on the other side.

Chapter

Nineteen

KENSI

Officer Daniels felt bad for us, so he gave Aftermath and me some extra blankets and pillows during the night. These were a lot softer and didn’t scratch my skin. Gratefully, I made a mental note to talk to Capone about doing something for Officer Daniels. If things go the way they do, I can imagine shit is going to hit the fan with this department and who knows how far up the ladder the corruption goes.

I awaken from the commotion on the other side of the door. Shaking Aftermath, I whisper, “Aftermath, wake up. Something is happening.”

Aftermath groans before rolling over, “Fuck, this floor sucks ass.” He blinks a few times and shakes his head, waking up.

Officer Daniels rises from his chair and walks over to our cell. He stands in front of the doors with his arms crossed over his muscular chest as if he’s protecting us from whatever is going on out there.

The metal door they dragged Aftermath through last night opens and Capone strolls in with Blayze, Torch and my father. I scramble to my feet, not knowing what is happening.

Capone nods his head to Officer Daniels, “Release them.”

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