Page 36 of His Virgin Angel

“You know who I am?”

“Yes.”

“You know what I’m capable of?”

This time it took her a few seconds of hesitation before answering. “Yes.”

Wrapping his fingers around her neck, he picked her up so that she was right in front of him. “So why do you think I’ll let you walk out of this door?”

Finally, her predicament finally settled in.

“You can’t kill me.”

“Actually, I can.”

“I was sent by Ronald. He wanted me to find out the truth.”

Jack didn’t release her throat, nor did he loosen his hold. In fact, with the mention of his enemy, he held on just a little tighter. “You’re about to tell me that you’re a fucking traitor.”

Once again her eyes widened in fear. “Please, don’t kill me. I know he’s trying to find the woman that is rumored to make you weak.”

“Why the fuck would he pick you?”

“Because I owe him money, and I didn’t want to die. He told me the best way to get on his good side was to do as I was told. He wanted to know if the rumors were true. If you had a little something on the side.”

He’d heard the rumors and ignored them. Was this his punishment? The desire to snap Louisa’s neck and have her body disposed of was damn tempting. However, he needed to protect Piper, and to do that, meant keeping this bitch alive for now. The first opportunity that presented itself, he was going to kill this bitch, and then go after Ronald.

“Do you think you should be talking to me like that?” he asked.

“Piper. He knows about her.”

“Did you feed him that information?” he asked, barely controlling his rage.

“Yes.”

“Tell me, how the fuck you were supposed to be any kind of spy if you didn’t even try to befriend her?”

“Oh please, that girl is fucking gross. I don’t care about fatties. Besides, I’m always up for double teaming. If you and Ronald got together, you could have anything you wanted from me.”

Jack saw the glassy look in her eyes. “Crackhead.”

“My poison of choice, and why I’m actually here.”

Slamming her against the wall, he snarled in her face. “And you think I should let you live? Anyone who has ever posed a threat is fucking six feet under, and you think you’re not going to make it there.”

“I can work for you. Change tactics so that Ronald doesn’t know what you do, or what Piper does. He’s close to her. My price is some product.”

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“He’s found a way to get close to her. Something to do with college.”

He looked toward Drake who’d entered the office. “The mystery English tutor. Piper mentioned that he always had a friend stopping by. What if Ronald is somehow the mystery tutor?”

“It looks like we’re going to have to pay him a visit,” Jack said. He turned back to the whore in front of him. “If anything happens to Piper, I will hold you personally responsible. Until then, you’re not going anywhere else.” He handed her to Drake. “Take her to the safe house. She doesn’t get any special treatment, and if Ronald calls, you make sure he doesn’t know what you’ve done.”

“What about my shit?” she asked.

“It’s over. I don’t pander to druggies.”

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