A wince along with a shrug is the only thing I can do.I have no idea if he would come after me.It’s not as if the asshole likes me or owes me anything.The only reason I know him is because my mother reached out to him to ask for his help to pay for the debts.Turns out, he didn’t care or pay and gave me to one of his men for some entertainment.
Yes, I might have liked the attention Linus gave me...only for a very short period.More like a one and done thing.My own damn fault.I never should have wondered about certain things.Then again, turning back time isn’t possible so why dwell on it?
Because if it was possible?I sure as hell wouldn’t be here.
CHAPTER FOUR
–SABLE –
“What do you think?”Kujo asks.
I turn my head to the cabin in front of us where I can see a glimpse of Mercy’s black hair through the window.She fell asleep on the couch after eating dinner.We moved outside for this discussion to make sure she couldn’t hear us.
“No fucking clue,” I grunt in frustration.“She’s holding onto a lot of anger and frustration when she looks at you, that’s for sure.Her reaction when you asked about Otto coming for her was also real.Something must have happened for her to run away and come here, breaking into your cabin and all.”
Kujo rubs the back of his neck.“It’s fucking frustrating that she doesn’t talk.”
Aggravation hits me, and I have no clue why I should even care, or stand up for her, but I still hear myself saying, “She does fuckin’ talk.”
“I mean more than one word at a time.A normal discussion,” he grits.“Then we’d be able to hear what she has to say about her own situation.”
I know he’s right, and it still doesn’t matter.“Everyone lies.Her being able to say more than one word wouldn’t make a difference.The brothers still wouldn’t believe a word she says because she’s related to Otto.”
“Fuck,” Kujo mutters.“You’re right.”He kicks at a branch and we both fall silent.
My gaze finds the dark-haired beauty sleeping on my couch.She’s an enigma.My cock doesn’t care if she might be the enemy and is only acting the innocent, runaway, long lost daughter.
“When are you going to tell the other brothers?We can’t hide her in my cabin forever, and the ones who were at your cabin when she broke in that day already know about her showing up.”
Kujo shoots me an annoyed look, even if he knows I’m right.“They won’t accept her.The timing is fucked up with the car bomb at the garage the day before she broke into my cabin.They might even jump to the thought she might have done it.The timeline fits.Who fuckin’ knows, maybe she did.”
“Nothing in her belongings shows she’s able to make a bomb.The lockpick set and pocketknife were the only tools she had on her.Besides, what you just mentioned?I think it’s the reason why you need to lay all the cards out in the open,” I reason.
He also glances through the window to put his eyes on a sleeping Mercy.“And what do the cards say about my daughter?You’ve been with her for three days; do you have any idea if she’s playing us?”
I shrug.“Anything is possible.Like I said, people lie.Though, the shit you can see with your own eyes clearly tells one side of her story.I think she’s indeed homeless.The way she washed all her clothes with your soap, scarfed down cookies, eating as much as her body allows her, hording her backpack as if it holds all her possessions, so she can make a run for it any damn second.Then there are the bruises she’s sporting all over her body when I saw her naked...they also tell a very specific story.Someone gave her a beating, who or why?Fuck knows.”
