Page 39 of Property of Bigfoot
“The only thing I saw was a truck blow a tire, a man on a motorcycle go down, and then I called for help for him. Literally, that was everything that happened that night, and then I followed the man to the hospital because I’ve never seen someone wreck like that, and it fucked with my head a bit. I still have nightmares,” I admitted truthfully.
“And the man who came to your house never to be seen again?” he questioned. “Did you also not see him?”
“Oh no, I killed that fucker when he pulled a gun on me in my own home.”
Diego seemed startled by my quick admission. “If that was the case, then why haven’t the cops heard about this supposed home invasion, or found his body?”
“Fuck the cops!” I spat out. “I’m not trying to go to prison for life because some dumb fuck thought I was an easy target for whatever fucked-up games you boys play with one another. I’m not a member of any club, cartel, organization, or whatever. I fucking work at a campground, go to school - as you know - and I mind my own fucking business. I’m about sick of all this bullshit falling in my lap for no good reason.”
The man seemed to contemplate my heated words for a moment and then he glanced around and took notice of people who had their phones aimed at his vehicle. He nodded and then turned back to me. “We never had this conversation.” He then leaned across me, opened my door, and shoved me out. I stumbled and fell on my ass as his man came forward and shut the door before the Land Rover took off. The two goons glared down at me as my cell phone rang in my pocket. Then, they took off toward another SUV and hopped in. Once they were out of sight, a couple of the people who had been standing around filming, came over and helped me up.
“Thanks,” I muttered.
“That was so scary. I thought you were never going to be seen again!” One of the girls cried out.
“I called the cops,” another admitted. Great. That was something I didn’t need to happen.
“You can call them back and tell them I’m fine.”
“They shoved you into an SUV and then threw you back out. How is that fine?” The girl asked. My phone started to ring again and that time I reached back and pulled it out of my back pocket. I was lucky that it hadn’t been damaged when I tumbled to my ass.
“What the fuck, Sammy?”
“Sorry, two men threw me into the back of a Range Rover with a man named Diego Rivera.”
“Mother fucker!” Bigfoot yelled down the line.
I quickly explained what happened and that my nosy fellow students probably saved my life. That or my use of humor to cope with shitty situations. “I think he was amused by me,” I told Bigfoot. He growled at me in response and my belly fluttered with nerves that had hidden themselves while I was in the middle of my own kidnapping story. “Seriously,” I attempted to reassure him. “There were a fuck ton of people with cameras pointed in our direction because class just let out and they saw me being pushed into a car against my will.”
“Stay put. Kingston and another club brother will be there to escort you home. Do not leave without my club there to see you back safely. I mean it, Sammy.” I could hear the anger in his voice, but worse than that was the worry.”
“Are you coming?” I asked after a minute.
“No. My son was hurt at school, and I’m on my way to the hospital with him.”
“What are you doing on the phone with me then?”
“Making sure you are safe and okay because I can’t be in two fucking places at once.”
“Sorry, you should go. Your focus should be on Hawk. He’s your priority and I’m literally no one to you.”
“You’re very wrong about that, Sammy. I’ll prove it to you later, but for now you need to remember you are very important to me, too. When my brothers show up to escort you home, they are going to bring you to the clubhouse and you are not going to fight them on that.”
“Okay.”
“Good.” He hung up after that, and I felt like complete shit. This man was trying to keep me safe and despite my best intentions, I managed to pull his focus off his son at a crucial time anyway. If I had just been a big girl about things, we could have worked out having an escort with me while I took my exam. He was right about that. Beyond that, I was finally frightened about my situation. Diego Rivera, despite me saying otherwise, was widely known as the right-hand man of the Rivera Cartel. They were brothers. Emiliano was the boss, but Diego and Alejandro - his younger brothers - were next in line for the throne if anything happened to him. I had been in Diego’s vehicle, and I wasn’t completely stupid. He didn’t let me go simply because a few cell phones were pointed in his direction. I didn’t think he even cared about them.
The fact that I didn’t know why he hadn’t taken me with him was scarier than anything else because it also meant that he could show back up at any time. I think that was what he wanted, for me to be set free but to know I was still his captive anyway. He had taken me from the middle of a busy parking lot, which meant he could take me from anywhere.
17.SHROOM AND DOOM
BIGFOOT
I walkedinto my clubhouse with my son in my arms. He was knocked out from the pain meds the doc had given him when he set and casted my boy’s arm. Thankfully, it was a clean break that didn’t require surgery of any kind. Still, my boy had been miserable before they finally gave him meds to manage the pain.
My eyes darted around the wide expanse of our clubhouse until they landed on my woman. She scared the absolute shit out of me when she pulled her disappearing act. Then, to find out she had been in the hands of Diego Rivera made me almost leave my son in the care of my men. Diego was the brother known for heading up the human trafficking side of the Rivera Cartel business. He was a ruthless fucker who didn’t hesitate to take out his enemies. If what Sammy said was true and she humored him, that was almost a scarier proposition than not getting her home. It made me wonder why he set her free and what that meant for her future. Protecting her from the Mojave Devil’s MC was one thing. Protecting her from an obsessed Diego Rivera would be a whole different level.
I moved closer and deposited Hawk on the couch closest to me, so I could go wrap my woman in my arms and reassure myself that she was there, safe inside the walls of my clubhouse. When I got closer, it finally hit me who Sammy was sitting with. Rosalie was on one side of her and Sweatpea and Princess were on the other.
