Then I replied, “It wasn’t a fun ride down here. My body’s all tied up. I’d rather stay standing.”
“That wasn’t an option I offered,” Knox’s dad replied. “Sit.”
So Knox’s dad was a dick.
Not a shocker.
I drew in breath.
Then I rounded the chair and sat.
He studied me.
After he did this awhile, he said, “Got his good taste in women from his dad, I see.”
I said nothing. No way was I going to express gratitude for a compliment from this joker.
“Hope you don’t fuck his ass over like his mother did to me,” he went on.
I remained silent.
Mr. Chambers let this go on for some time. I got antsy during this time.
Finally, he broke it.
“I need you to do me a favor,” he declared. “I need you to get in touch with my boy and tell him to call his fuckin’ sister and tell her I want my product back…and my other two boys.”
Hold up…
Crew and Poe disappeared with Gypsy?
And they took his cache when they left?
“You still got your purse,” he continued. “So how about you get out your phone and see to that?”
Hold up again…
He was going to let me call Knox?
Swiftly, I pulled my bag off my shoulder and dug in it to find my phone.
“While you two are chatting,” he said, and I looked to him to see he was now sitting back in his chair, fingers steepled in front of him, like the villain in an old spy thriller, “tell him to tell them they got twenty-four hours to make this right. Vincente can have the women. I want Rocco too. And you tell Knox, I don’t get what I want, things are going to start happening to you. So if they balk, he and his badass friends might have to start figuring out a plan B to get me back what’s mine.”
Oh shit.
“Now, I want you to make it clear that this isn’t the way I want to play it,” he added. “Way Gypsy tells it, you’re gonna be my daughter-in-law.”
Confirmed: Gypsy watched her brother.
“I don’t wanna have to cut off any digits from my future daughter-in-law,” he continued.
Cut off digits.
Great.
Fabulous.
Shit.
