Mercy (Sin City Outlaws #2)(46)
“I don’t see anything.”
My body sags with relief.
“Wait…” My head lifts confused.
Frank holds the test under the light, Cross looks over his shoulder at the results.
“There’s two faint lines.” Cross points at it.
Frank lowers the test and beams me with a look that makes my soul shrivel up and die in my chest.
“Looks like someone has a little outlaw on the way.” Frank smiles that Joker smile, and the wind is sucked right from my lungs.
“I’m pr-pregnant.” My voice reedy in disbelief. Looking down I look at my abdomen, the idea of carrying a child doesn’t seem real. “Pregnant,” I whisper, little butterflies of an unknown feeling fill my stomach.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Zeek
“YEAH, THANKS, MAN.” Bull hangs his phone up, and shakes his head at me. “Sorry, man, nothing.”
Standing up I throw my beer. “Fuck!” It’s been a day, a f*cking day since they took her. I feel like I’m failing her, that I should have found her by now.
“Chill, man, the bike was just pulled out. You can head to Vegas now.”
The burner phone Paw gave me rings.
“Hello?”
“Zeek…” Frank greets. My heart stops, everything around me going deaf.
“How’d you get this number?”
“Ah, you continue to underestimate me, Zeeky boy.”
“Where is she?” I push through gritted teeth.
“Zeek, I just wanted to be the first one to congratulate you.” Frank’s voice chuckles from the other end of the phone. My jaw tenses, my hand flexing around the phone.
“Cut the shit, you tell me where she is or—” The phone pings.
“Check that.”
“I swear to God if you touch—”
“Check the f*cking message, Zeek!” he hollers into the phone, his humor gone.
Scratching the back of my neck I pull the phone from my ear and open up a text message feeling nauseous it’s going to contain something gruesome. It’s a picture but I can’t make it out. The picture comes to full resolution showing two pink lines in a small circular window.
It’s a pregnancy test.
A positive one.
“Congratulations, Zeek,” I hear through the speaker of the burner phone.
My world crashes. Everything echoes, my vision blurring. My stomach clenches so tight I feel like I might throw up. This can’t be real.
Putting the phone back to my ear, sweat drips from my forehead.
“You better—”
“I don’t think you’re in the position to make demands at this point. This is how it’s going to go, you f*cking traitor. Your betrayal does not go without consequence and you know that, in fact, I am completely at a loss to where your loyalties lie, Zeek. Maybe I should have had you taken out with your father, cut the betrayal of bloodlines when I had the chance.”
“Fuck you. I’m not a traitor.”
“No? Well, I guess we’ll find out. The bosses have been taking more than their normal cut from the casino and when I suggested my cut on my end be raised, they refused. It’s time they…and you…realize I am taking over. Tomorrow night a black sedan will be leaving Sin Casino with duffle bags of money to be delivered to the Mafia. You are to interfere and take that money, bringing it back to me.”
“And if I don’t?”
“You’ll never look at a wire hanger the same again, and your bitch will lie with the last one you were f*cking when you decided to question my ruling. We got a deal or not?”
Clenching my eyes shut, my face spreads with an angry warmth. I’m done dealing with Frank. I’m going to f*cking rip him limb from limb the next time I see him.
“Fine,” I seethe into the phone.
“Oh, and there’s one more thing. You are to get with the program, Zeek, your club works for me. No more fighting the inevitable here.” The line goes dead, and my fingers curl around the phone to the point I nearly break it.
“FUCK!” I scream, my hands tangling in my hair. My eyes water, my chest heaving up and down. “I have to find her. I need to find her now!” I state hysterically at anyone who can hear.
“What the f*ck, man?” Bobby looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. Staring at Lip, I swallow hard.
“She’s pregnant. Frank has her, and if I don’t meet his demands, he’ll kill her and the baby. I can’t let that happen.”
“I’m going to be an uncle?” Lip asks with a look of shock on his face.
“Yeah, and to a cop baby.” Bobby chuckles causing Lip to glower at him from over his shoulder.
“What was the job?” Bull questions, breaking the banter between Lip and Bobby.
I explain that the casino bosses are actually the Mafia, and have set Frank up in the perfect life. In return, he skims money off the top of the casino’s profits and gives it to them. I tell them how Frank has been trying to take my club over to turn on them, and take over everything. I inform them Frank is making a point to the bosses and myself by making me, and what is left of my men, steal the money and return it back to him.
“How much money are we talking here?” Bull asks, rubbing his chin after I give him and the Devils the rundown.
M.N. Forgy's Books
- M.N. Forgy
- The Lies Between Us (The Devil's Dust #4)
- What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust #1)
- The Scars That Define Us (The Devil's Dust #2)
- The Fear That Divides Us (The Devil's Dust #3)
- Love That Defies Us (The Devil's Dust #2.2)
- The Broken Pieces of Us (The Devil's Dust #2.1)
- Love Tap
- Reign (Sin City Outlaws #1)