Chapter Twenty-Three
Larissa pulled intothe street toward the house she had shared with her father for a lifetime.She was so tired.She hadn’t heard from Big Dick, and most of the guys at the club had left to respond to a call from Brick.She didn’t quite get the details, but she knew it was important, and knowing Brick was with her husband, she didn’t want to keep them.
Getting a text from her dad was odd, especially as he asked to see her, but she didn’t question it.Her father randomly texted her.Their relationship was good.She had thought he was out of town on some conference, so his text had been a little confusing.He had told her he’d gone to the house, and no one had been home.
Pulling up outside of her father’s house, he pulled out her cell phone and checked to see if there had been a missed call, but there was none.She couldn’t stop thinking about Big Dick and his brother.She hoped and prayed Erick was okay.
Climbing out of the car, she put a hand on top of the hood to steady herself.It was then she realized she hadn’t eaten anything since last night.All the chaos and trying to help Big Dick’s family and be there for everyone, food had been the last thing on her mind, and it should have been the first thing.
She would go and grab something to eat.Making her way to her father’s house, she frowned as she noticed her father’s car wasn’t in the driveway.She pulled out her father’s keys from her pocket, let herself inside, and was again hesitant as there were no lights on inside.
“What is going on?”she asked and closed the door, flicking the lock in place.“Dad?”
She walked into the kitchen and went straight to the fridge, opening it and grabbing some ham and cheese.She was starving, and she took a bite.
There was no sign of her dad.
“Dad?Where are you?”
Just as she was about to step out of the kitchen, she felt her cell phone buzzing in her pocket, and she quickly pulled it out to see Raven was calling her.She frowned and answered the call.
“Rav—”
“Get the fuck out of your dad’s place and do it now!”
“What?”
“Your dad didn’t text you.I got the call, your dad was attacked.Ran off the fucking road on the way back, and his phone was stolen.It was not your dad that texted you.”
And that was when Larissa heard the back door rattle as someone started to get inside.She gasped.“Someone’s here.”
“Shit.Fuck.I am too far out.Fuck me.Larissa, hide.I’ve got to call reinforcements.”
Larissa grabbed a knife and she quickly ran out of the room, or as fast as she could as she was pregnant.She made her way upstairs, and she went straight to her father’s room, going toward his closet.
She had no idea what she was going to do as she held onto that knife.Fear raced down her spine, and she crouched down, pulling her legs as tight to her chest as possible.
Tears filled her eyes.She should have known her father wouldn’t just randomly text her.What the fuck was happening?
