AlexThe shit will go down tomorrow, or, I look at the large clock on the wall, later today. Mak and Celina stayed in the conference room while Dax explained his plan. He drew a map of the house and gave specifics about Fox’s orders if anyone came for the child.There are two guards, one always with Kiley. In the room where they’re keeping her, there’s a floor to ceiling bookcase with a hidden safe behind it. The orders are to snap Kiley’s neck, stuff her in the safe, and get the hell out. Dax said there’s a small indent next to the safe for Kiley to hide. He will deliver the doll to her, take out the guard in the room, and settle Kiley behind the bookcase. His opinion is that the riskiest part is showing up with the doll and displaying attachment to the child. He thinks he can talk his way in and the house guard may join his side. He can’t be a hundred percent sure and that worries me.If all goes as planned, he will handle the guard stationed directly on Kiley so she’s safe. He want
AlexShe moans and the moans turn to cries that fill my head with the sweet powerful sound. I thrust forward and hold myself still as cum shoots from my cock and claims the woman who is claiming me. Years of staying sheathed in condoms goes right out the window. Stupid, stupid, stupid, but so fucking unbelievable.I bury my face into the space between her neck and collarbone that smells so heavenly. My body covers her and she doesn’t complain. Or maybe I’m smothering her chest and she can’t breathe.“I could wake up like this every morning,” she whispers.At least I know she’s alive. I roll again so we’re where we started our morning dance. “I didn’t use protection,” I tell her because it needs to be said.She lets out a small giggle. “I’m clean and on the pill as per Elegant Escort rules, so it’s all riding on your past mating habits.”“Mating habits?” I ask with a smile.“Well, do we need to worry?” she mumbles against my chest.“No, my mating habits have been all about latex orgasm
DaxThe hardest part will be getting past Skull with the doll. I think he’s as fed up as I am, but I can’t risk Kiley’s life to find out. I’m prepared to kill him even if I’d rather not.I stride up to the front door like I own the place. It’s a small two-bedroom home on the outskirts of Peach City. The town is mostly populated by anti-government, racist idiots with half of them living on government subsidies. I’ve never understood the philosophy. Fine, don’t support the establishment, but for God’s sake make your own way and don’t live under their thumb by taking handouts you didn’t earn. Each month I scrape together enough to pay my few bills and meet my obligations. Nothing like the money I made before I was an ex-con, but I get by and work hard.This entire area, with their white supremacy leanings, is the scum-hole of Arizona. Prison never changed my mind that the color of someone’s skin made them good or bad. Living with dickheads who think they’re better than their brown or bla
DaxOnce Metal’s on the ground, I look at Kiley. Her eyes are tightly closed and her body is as still as a mouse. “Hold the doll and keep ’em closed, Kiley,” I whisper as I walk over and pick her up. I use my bad hand to release the latch on the bookcase. The safe sits back two feet and is open to make it easier to place her inside if shit goes down. It’s just big enough for her dead body, and I can’t fight the anger that boils through me. I place her in between the safe and the wall. She never opens her eyes. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” She doesn’t acknowledge me. I close the bookcase and click the latch so it stays closed.I slip out the door and head to the living room to wait for Skull. He comes out with his hands at his belt. He’s not nearly as big as Metal, but I’m not taking chances. I have a gun pointing at him when he looks up. My shirt and DCMC cut are covered in Metal’s blood.“Don’t move your hands or I’ll put a bullet through your head.”“Fuck, Dagger, what the fuck?
Celina“Hey, baby, you can open your eyes,” I whisper against her ear. I’m holding her against my chest with the rag doll between us. She’s so still. My head is tipped down and my neck is pulled to an odd angle so I can see her eyes. Alex is sitting next to me with Rack driving. Finally her little eyelids peek open. “I’m your Aunt Celina,” I tell her softly. “We’re taking a short drive and when we get you home, I’ll change you into something dry and you can eat. Would you like that?”She doesn’t answer. Her eyes are glued on Alex and when he turns and looks at her, she closes them again. Alex gives me a tight smile. Her condition is worse than when I saw her the first time. Her clothes are beyond soiled and she reeks of urine. The injustice of what this poor baby has lived through is more than enough to break my heart. She’s nothing but skin and bones in my arms.It’s only about an hour before I see the gates of Moon’s home, but it seems like a lifetime. I actually wish I was taking h
CelinaThe doctor steps over. “Hi, Kiley, you may call me Carlo. My job is to make sure you don’t have any owies. If you do, then I’m the one who makes them better. Did you choose a name for your doll? She sure is pretty.”He talks to her the entire time. Kiley remains quiet and observant. She moves when he asks and never sheds a tear. He listens to the doll’s chest and then to hers. Dr. Santos obviously knows children, because I never would have thought of this. First he examines something on the doll and then her. He explains it all in terms a three year old should understand. I have no idea if she does because her expression never changes. He moves with slow, gentle precision and does nothing to startle her.I’m so relieved when he’s finished and wraps the blanket around her. He turns to me. “I’ll write two prescriptions. She’s dehydrated and the small blisters on her wrists are scabies. I also think she has a urinary tract infection, but I won’t know for sure without a urine sampl
AlexAfter Carlo leaves and while Celina gives Kiley a bath, I fill Moon in on the details of retrieving the child. I’m wound up and anger pulses through my veins as I pace. I’ve never considered children. They don’t belong in our world. That doesn’t mean I don’t want vengeance on the men who did this. Hell, her mother is just as responsible. I hope the bitch dies before I get my hands on her.“We cannot change the past, my friend,” Moon says quietly.I turn and stare at him. Hell. He’s right. My demons are wrapped up in this child. I see the images of my sister, her children, keeping them safe, and the atrocities I saw when we went after the Mexican cartel that killed Moon’s parents. It never ends and all we can do is move forward and protect as many people as we can. Money allows that. It doesn’t matter where the money comes from as long as we keep the shit from our backyard and help those who need us for protection.I inhale and shake my head slightly. “Dax kept his word. It’s wron
CelinaIt’s amazing and now I really want to cry. It’s only a small step, but it gives me hope. Kiley forgoes her fork and sticks her fingers into the spaghetti. She reaches out and offers a piece of spaghetti noodle to the dog. I hear a sigh and look to the door of the kitchen. Gabriella has her hands on her hips. She shakes her head and without saying a word, walks over to the sink and begins running water. She really is a softy.I look back at Kiley when Mak talks to her. “Kiley, honey, you can help me feed Two-dogs after you eat. He really likes you. I bet he would chase his ball if you tossed it for him.”Mak receives no reply, but Kiley awkwardly picks up her fork. She scoops up noodles and puts them in her mouth. I’m saddened that she automatically does what she’s told without hesitation. I pat Two-dogs on the head. Four legs is better than my two at the moment and I’ll take any help I can get.Kiley eats everything on her plate. I’m surprised her small belly can hold it. She a