AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“When I tried to find this Tia, I learned she’s missing, too. From what I found out, my sister Ava and this Tia were at some house party given by a man named Boris Petrovitch. What can you tell me about the man?”
I nodded. “Petrovitch is Russian Bratva. He controls the west coast. Drugs, skin trade, guns, you name it. If he has the girls, they’re gone. Sorry Renaldo but Petrovitch is no joke. I have a contact within the east coast Bratva family that might be able to make some discrete inquiries, but even he will tell you that if Petrovitch has the girls, they’re gone. Give me a few days.”
Renaldo nodded. “Did some digging into this Tia. She’s from West Virginia. Grew up in a small town.”
“And this is important, how?”
“This Tia had a childhood friend that you might know. A woman named Tessa Jackson. Ever hear of her?”
Yeah. I fucking heard of her.
Leaning back in my chair, I steepled my hands and nodded. “Yeah. I know the bitch. Took a fucking runner on me two years ago. What do you need with her?”
“A few of my boys believe this Tia and your Tessa are together. Found out your Tessa rushed back home to West Virginia some years ago, when she learned about her mother’s diagnosis. Terminal breast cancer. Your woman dropped a promising career in medicine, Montana, to be with her mother. Sent a few of my boys down there too thinking maybe Ava was with them. They returned empty-handed until yesterday when one of my boys spotted this Tessa in the city.”
My heart thumped furiously in my chest as my mind raced. It had been over two years since I last laid eyes on Tessa. Thought we were building on something. Wanted to give her the world before she ran. I met Tessa through Barney. She was one of his girls. Only she never danced or came to club parties. I saw her by chance when I swung by the Gentlemen’s club to pick up Barney’s payment. She was waiting tables and when I saw her I knew she was going to change my world.
And boy did she.
For three and a half years, she’d been mine. In my bed and on the back of my bike. The week before she got up and disappeared, I planned to introduce her to my mom. I knew Tessa was getting ready for her residency program and I wanted to make her mine.
Permanently.
Only I never got the chance.
“The mother?” I asked lowly, praying the woman was still fighting. Cancer was no joke. I’d seen what it could do to a body. I remembered how Tessa would talk about her mother. My girl loved that woman like no other.
“Died two months ago.”
“Anything else?”
“Yeah.” Renaldo sat up straighter, reached into his suit jacket, and produced a photo. Laying it on my desk, he continued, “I knew Tessa was your piece before she took a runner. Thought you should see what my boys saw.”
Closing my eyes, I reached for the photo, took a deep breath, and braced myself before opening my eyes. There she was, staring back at me with the most magnificent smile I had ever seen. Still stunning and full of life. The woman who held my heart in the palm of her hand and crushed it. Bitch broke the rules when she did a runner. She wasn’t my problem anymore. I also knew I could keep saying that shit until I was blue in the face. The fact was, I would kill a motherfucker to have her again.
She was my fucking kryptonite, and I fucking knew it.
Fuck. Handing the picture back to him, I lied my ass off. “Piece ain’t my problem anymore.”
“Maybe this picture will change your mind.”
Picking up the new photo, I was confused. All I saw was a woman sitting on a park bench reading a book.
“Check out the background,” Renaldo hinted.
Looking at the picture more carefully, I slowly sat up, taking a closer look at the background, unsure I was seeing things correctly. When I finally realized what I was looking at, everything in me froze as ice hot fiery rage boiled deep in the pit of my stomach.
That fucking bitch left with something that belonged to me.
She fucking knew better!
I cursed, “That bitch!”
“Yeah. Thought you would want to know?”
There in the photo’s background was my Tess and a small boy with jet back hair and my face, laughing happily, as she held him above her head blowing raspberries on his stomach.
“What else can you tell me about this photo?”
