Bowie's Angel by Lynn Burke

Author:Lynn Burke [Burke, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 008767-02834
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2019-02-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Bowie

I fucking flipped when Austin called to tell me what had happened. The monster had at least two inches and thirty pounds on me, so it was probably a good thing he’d been the one walking her home and not me; otherwise, things wouldn’t have turned out as good as they had.

The guy he’d beat to hell had disappeared by the time he made it back to the club. Had I been the one attacked, he would have been dead. Drained from a hundred stab wounds. The other fucker who had his hands on my Angel? I’d have found him. Sliced his dick and balls off before shoving them down his goddamn throat.

It took everything inside me to not speed over to Hannah’s apartment to see for myself that she was okay. Obsession for the little minx already bordered on madness. Seeing her hurt and scared would have snapped my sanity.

I stayed away. Drank like a motherfucker all night long, and didn’t bother heading into the lounge the next day. Austin stood in for me, watching and caring for our girls. Angel ended up calling in, saying she was sore from the attack, and although not hurt badly, I was glad she took the night off. I ended up going in, and fuck if the entire night fell flat -- felt off -- without the anticipation of watching Hannah on stage.

My body ached for her, even my goddamn nose. I wanted to fill my lungs with the scent of cotton candy. I wanted her sighs and laughter to caress my ears.

Fucking done for, and I didn’t know what the fuck to do about it.

* * *

It took another twenty-four hours for Hannah’s parents to respond to the picture Val had sent from his untraceable email account, and in those hours, the press snagged a leak, and Hannah Harris’s image plastered the TV with news of her confirmed kidnapping and the ransom being demanded for her return.

Her grieving parents agreed to pay.

“An offshore account, same as always,” Val told Gunner when questioned on specifics.

The three of us sat in the compound office, Gunner’s window unit AC drowning out the music and partying of the Outlaw’s private bar beyond.

It was Angel’s night off, so I’d taken off as well, after making sure she’d stayed holed up in her third-floor apartment.

“Send them the account number,” Gunner said. “Tell them once the payment has been verified, we’ll send coordinates on where to find her.”

Val clicked away on the laptop he held. The press of a few keys offered us the two million Gunner had demanded. Enough to keep us comfortable for a long time, but not more than Hannah’s rich-as-fuck daddy would be able to afford.

“Done.” Val grinned.

“You going to send her to the pickup?” I asked, my stomach churning. I wanted her gone. I wanted to claim her.

“Fuck, no.” Gunner returned Val’s grin and sat back. “Angel is worth her weight in gold to the club. She can stay for however long she wants.

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