from her out of harms way, then
smack the bitch in her face.
"What is that, what the fuck is
that?" Jules backed away like it was a ticking time bomb about to go off
in his face.
"I'm sorry son, how serious are you?"
"Don't ask me that now, what the
fuck?" Jules turned to look back in the house.
"Don't look inside I don't want to show my
hand just yet. The reality is I have no audio, I was just doing some groundwork
before I get started, I didn't expect this little hiccup. Let's not jump to
conclusions I just wanted you to know going in, okay. Moving along, as I said
in the beginning, this thing is big. There're some names and faces that cropped
up that...let's just say this shit is going to turn over a lot of apple carts.
There're some seriously moneyed people on my list so far. You know where money
is concerned there're payoffs and hush money and all that other bullshit to
work through."
"I think you're
forgetting brother, we have money too and that's my daughter in law in there.
In the long run this is about her, her safety. I want to make sure this animal
can't come after her ever. What about the other thing?"
"About that, I've been making some
inquiries, kind of on the sly you know. I'm an old pen pal who lost touch and
would like to reconnect. Most people I talked to seem to believe the running
away story, but there were a few that I kinda got that
vibe from. You know, when they think they know something but don't want to
share less they're wrong. I'll focus on those. I'm thinking this hunting shit
is a more direct threat at the moment. If he murdered her she's been gone for a
long time, a few more weeks give or take isn't going to make a
difference."
I hardly heard all of what
was said after that I was too busy holding myself back from rushing into the
house and getting her. My baby, the fuck!
"What do you want us to do about
Melanie?"
"That's a good question Thaddeus, I was
thinking leave things as is. If she's sharing info obviously we can't share
anything pertinent in front of her, but we can give misleading info. On the
other hand if we just cut her off suddenly she'll probably figure out
something's going on and give them a heads up. How much does she know about
what I do?"
"Nothing, we don't
discuss your work outside the family uncle Marcus you know that."
"Alright, I just thought that since you
two have been together so long you might've..."
"If we'd been
married...maybe...but..." He got a pained look on his face. This had to be
hard as fuck for him, realizing that his woman was nowhere near what he thought
she was.
"Uncle Marcus thanks for coming, for doing
all this, I gotta go, I need to get Vicki away from her I'm sorry but it's
killing me."
I didn't wait for an answer
just walked through the door into the room, took Vicki by the hand and walked
away.
"Baby, what are you doing?" She
laughed as I practically raced up the stairs dragging her behind me.
"I was talking to your mom...Roman, what
is it, what's wrong?" She finally sensed the tension in my body. I was
strung so tight I didn't even know what I was doing. All I know is that I
needed to hold her, to protect her, stand between her and all the ugliness I
knew was coming. I was going to have to tell her everything. Seeing her sitting
so close to her enemy, having no idea of the danger, the threat that Melanie
might pose was an eye opener for me.
It wasn't only about what dad
and Jules had said , it was about us handling it
together. I could still shield her but this way she would know where the danger
lay.
Not now though, right now my need for her
superseded everything else. The reality of what we were facing finally set in
with my uncle here. What had started as a need for revenge had now blown up
into something sinister, something that I knew was going to do my girl grave
harm emotionally. I'd be fucked if I'd let anyone harm her physically.
One more night, I'll give her one more night
before I knock her world off its axis.
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