Page 33 of Daddy's Trust


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Yep, Cash was about to lose it. What the fuck had she seen?

“The man with the mean eyes,” Ralen repeated. “Sorry, Bat girly, but you’re going to have to give us more than that. We don’t know who you mean.”

“I don’t know who it was. I j-just saw a man w-with a body.” She started to cough.

“Oh, shit. Here, I got you a bottle of water,” Ralen told her. “And an electrolyte drink. And a bag of candy.”

“A bag of candy?” Cash asked.

“Yeah, I thought she might need the sugar rush. She just puked after being in a bar brawl, losing her sisters, hiding in a stranger’s pickup, and seeing her hotel room trashed with that message. And now she just got into a fight, got smacked in the face, and hit some asshole with a crowbar. Girl deserves some sugar.”

Yeah. Ralen wasn’t wrong. She did.

Wait . . .

“Who the fuck hit you?”

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Addie didn’t know Cash very well, but she got the feeling that he was angry.

He had pulled his truck over and was now holding her chin while he stared down at her face, where that guy had smacked her. And there was a weird twitch going on next to his right eye.

“Who the fuck hit you?” he repeated angrily.

She gaped at him, her mouth slightly open. Why was he so mad? It wasn’t her fault. He’d been fighting off three guys at the same time. Thankfully, Raven had helped her before it had gotten any worse.

“Some big dude snuck up on her,” Ralen said.

“He fucking what?”

Cash seemed to be having trouble understanding what had happened.

She took a sip of water, trying to clear her dry throat. This is what anxiety did to her. It dried up her throat, making it feel like it was going to close. Although it didn’t usually hurt like this.

“Addie?” he pressed.

“It was the driver,” she said. “G-grabbed me. I h-hit him with a r-rock.”

“I’m going to go back and fucking kill that bastard.”

He wasn’t being serious, right? That was just something that people said. Only the look on his face seemed very serious.

She shook her head.

“Nobody touches you, Addie. Nobody.”

Why did he even care? He hardly knew her.

“I knocked him out, dude. And they’re likely gone by now. We need to keep going.”

Cash turned the truck around and sped back to where they’d left those other guys. She clenched her hands together, feeling herself shake with fear.

“Cash, you’re scaring Addie,” Ralen warned.

“I’m going to make sure that bastard knows that touching her is the last thing he’s ever going to do.”

Dear Lord.