Journey to Fortune [Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Dixie Lynn Dywer

Author:Dixie Lynn Dywer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“You worthless bitch! Where’s the money?” her father screamed at her over the telephone. She was at work and trying to get over the fact that someone broke into her apartment. The police thought that it may have been her brother, but the small safe she had bolted down in her closet wasn’t even tampered with. Instead, her lingerie, her entire bedroom, including her drawing desk, computer and supplies were.

“I sent you the thousand dollars.”

“Bullshit! You’re holding out. Now you don’t want to pay us? You think you’re too good. We took care of you. You owe us for putting up with your fat, disgusting self.”

The tears stung her eyes. When were her parents name-calling and insults going to not affect her? When?

“It can’t be. I did send it. I have five thousand dollars in that account.”

“Five thousand and you only send us one? If you were here right now, Tia, I’d give you an ass whipping and you’d be damn sure to show me respect. Send us the money and make it two thousand from now on.”

He hung up the phone. His voice and his threats lingered in her mind. She tried to stop the shaking. She was almost as upset as when the detectives asked her if she had an ex-boyfriend or lover who was stalking her. Maybe someone she met that didn’t want her out of his life. She mentioned Salvador. She had thought about Hudson and Jagger. No way. They weren’t those kind of men. But she did have to ask herself the question, which only led to her missing them, and the safety of their arms. She made her decision. Now she had to live with it.

Her father frightened her even more so than her brother.

She pulled her personal account information up on the bank computer. She then saw that her savings account was still secure, and her mere twenty-two thousand dollars and twenty cents were still there. She sighed in relief. Not that it was much, but it was hers.

She then opened up the small account she set up to do direct money transfers to Western Union through her account to her parents’ account. As she logged in and saw the balance, she was shocked. It was at zero. Three phone calls later and then one to the police, she realized she had been robbed. Detective Owens said that if it were her brother or someone else who ransacked her apartment and took any leftover receipts that they could then steal the money from the account.

The bank was trying to trace the money, but it was a Saturday, and the bank would be closing soon. Monday could give more answers.

She then had to withdraw a thousand dollars, not two, from her savings to a new direct transfer account. She refused to send the man two thousand dollars. She just couldn’t survive if she kept that up once a month. That was like a house mortgage.

At least work was going well. She had impressed the board with her new ideas, and was finalizing the fall catalogue for publishing.

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