“I knew before I went to Lonerock.”
“Don’t piss me off.”
“It gets worse. But I need you to call Big Daddy before I say anything else.”
Lunatic stares at me for a beat and pulls out his cell. He gets up and storms back into my apartment.
I may lose him after this, but I have to be honest with him. With myself.
Chapter Seventeen
“I need to talk to Big Daddy alone.” Daisy’s words echo in my head. She wouldn’t tell me anything else about Tyrant before we got to the clubhouse, and no one has seen that motherfucker since last night.
I’ve got this sick inkling in the pit of my stomach. Whatever Daisy is keeping from me, it’s bad. I pace the hall outside of Prez’s office, about to lose my damn mind, when finally he calls me in.
Daisy has tears in her eyes and will hardly look at me.
“Someone better tell me what the fuck is going on.”
“Sit down.”
“I’m too keyed up.”
“Son, you want to be sitting.”
Hardcore, Hero, Corrupt, and Wicked enter the room. Whatever I’m about to find out must be really fucking bad. The expression Daisy wore last night when Tyrant cornered her plays back in my mind. I’m going to be sick. I’m going to kill him.
“Tell them what you told me,” Big Daddy says. “All of it.”
Daisy grabs my hand. “I…” her bottom lip trembles.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Before I made an attempt on my life, something happened to me here. Um. Tyrant came into the room I was sharing with Lunatic, and he drugged me and gave me a burner phone, courtesy of Hector. He told me that he was working with them. Not only that, he forced himself on me.” Her voice cracks, and all I see is a red haze.
The room erupts in a chorus of shouts and threats. I drop Daisy’s hand and spring to my feet. I punch my fist into the closest wall until Hero pulls my arm behind my back.
“She’s not done,” Prez shouts over us.
“I’m cool.” I jerk out of our VP’s hold. I’m going to kill him. Blood drips from my knuckles, but it’s nothing compared to what I’ll do to his face.
“He told me that my baby was dead and threatened me. That’s when I tried to kill myself. Last night he made more threats. Then Layla came to see me, and I saw her arguing with him outside of this diner in town. I figure he probably put her up to telling the lies she was claiming. Then I got a call from Hector today promising he has my daughter, and I don’t know if he’s telling the truth or if Tyrant was lying to me.”
“I want you to find Tyrant and bring him in.”
“He’s mine,” I vow.
Prez nods at me. My brothers take off and Prez leaves me with Daisy.
“Promise me you won’t do anything crazy,” she says.
I laugh without humor. “He hurt you. Violated you in the worst possible way, and I could have stopped him. I have to live with that.”
“He’s not the first to hurt me.”
“Maybe not, but he’s damn sure going to be the fucking last. Nobody touches what's mine, and Babygirl, like it or not, you're mine.”
“That’s right. I’m yours and you’re mine. And I’m begging you not to do something to change that.”
