Fight for Her: The Complete Series by J.J. Knight

Author:J.J. Knight [Knight, J.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0193QH4SC
Publisher: Casey Shay Press
Published: 2015-12-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19: Maddie

“Stay close to me,” Parker says and pulls me in tight.

The men on the corner are right in our path. I think about the contents of my purse, if I can get on my flight tomorrow if they steal it, and try not to panic. There are three of them, watching us. The one in the middle lifts a metal chain from where he’s let it drape around his neck.

And he wraps it around his fist.

I’m not worried about my purse anymore. I’m worried about us.

“Parker,” the one with the chain says.

I feel Parker stiffen. “Striker,” he says. “I heard you were in Vegas now. Found some underground action?”

His voice is calm and friendly, but I can feel the tension in his hand.

I feel like I’ve heard that name before, but all these fighter titles start running together after a while.

“Big win tonight,” Striker says.

“Been a good night,” Parker answers.

Striker steps forward. He’s handsome in a cruel sort of way, and leaner than Parker. Now I know who he is. The fighter Parker knew who was part of that attack on Colt. He’s out on bail, waiting on his trial.

I want to remind him he should be careful. He wouldn’t want to risk his bail.

But something in Parker’s stance makes me stay quiet.

“Kinda funny,” Striker says. “You getting to have a good night when the rest of us don’t get shit.”

Parker doesn’t respond to that. We all just stand there under the lamp. The tension is heavy.

“Cute lady you’ve got there,” one of them says. “You might want to send her home.”

“All right,” Parker says. “Maddie, can you find your way back through that hotel?”

I don’t want to leave him. I know he’s a fighter, but by the looks of it, so are they. I picture that chain plowing into Parker’s face and I can’t move a muscle.

“Maddie?” Parker’s tone has gotten gruff.

I know what I’ll do. I’ll walk away, then call the police. That will help.

I let go of Parker’s hand. “I can do that.”

“Leave your phone,” Striker says. “Just drop it in the grass.”

“I don’t have one,” I say.

Striker lets one end of the chain hit the sidewalk with a clinking sound. “Your woman is a liar?” he snorts. “That’s no kind of woman to have around.”

“Kill it, Striker.” Parker’s lost his patience.

“It’s all right,” I say.

“Shut up,” one of the men says. “Keep the bitch quiet.”

I know Parker is torn. He’s coiled up, ready to spring. But there’s me to think about. I don’t know what he wants me to do. Give up the phone and leave? Or can he get us out of this?

“I don’t get your game,” Parker says.

Striker takes another menacing step forward. “If we don’t do league play, you don’t do league play. Fair and square. Let’s see you fight with a few shattered bones.”

The end of the chain swings and hits Parker in the leg. I have to stifle a scream.

Parker looks up at Striker just as Striker’s fist lashes out.

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