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“You were taken for a scan when these were delivered,” he tells me. “The card read that Viper needed to bring ten thousand dollars to the address attached to the note in one hour or they would kill you. They said they took you from the hospital.”
“And he believed them?” I ask. “Where is he?”
“We don’t know,” Ghost says. “He was supposed to meet us at my house but he never showed up. We were just about to wake up some people who might be able to help us track you both down.”
“Does he have him?” I ask, tears running down my face.
I so desperately want to jump out of this bed and run to Viper. I want to scream my rage but I hardly have the energy to hold this phone up to my ear.
“We think so,” Blaze says.
“Daddy, do you remember a man named David Smith?” I ask, locating the speaker button on the phone.
“Of course. He’s the reason I didn’t want you traveling to that damn convention. He was last seen up there.”
“Well, we think he’s the one who has Viper,” I explain. “He’s been threatening the club because of a bet he lost at the… Uhm, well, I’ll let Ghost talk to you about that.”
Ghost sits on the side of the bed and wipes my face with a tissue, drying my tears.
“Go ahead, sweet girl,” he smiles.
“The illegal fighting matches Ghost hosts in his nightclub?” Daddy asks.
“How did you know about that?”
“You don’t think I didn’t have that whole damn club researched before agreeing to let you stay with them? I know everything there is to know about every single member.”
Ghost laughs. “I would have been more surprised if you hadn’t. But yes. The man bet thousands of dollars on a contestant who lost. Now, he’s pissed and wants his money back.”
“I don’t think it was his money he lost,” Venom says. Except, his voice is a little different. Maybe it’s one of his alters. Doc has a British accent and always sounds like he’s in a foul mood. Xander has his own calm way of speaking and Venom has the same accent as the rest of us. This accent sounds like Venom but his voice is slightly higher. More confident.
“Miles?” I ask.
He smiles and bows his head.
“Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Bitsy.”
“Miles is the best hunter we have,” Blaze explains. “He usually fronts when shit hits the fan.”
“What makes you think he lost someone else’s money?” Ghost asks.
“Last night, after Bitsy told us Thorn might have been the one to break into the Cage, Venom did some digging into the security. After obtaining an image of David Smith, aka, Thorn, he searched the feeds until we found the man in question. As soon as the match was over, Thorn looked terrified and immediately made a phone call. Whoever he was betting for most likely wasn’t expecting a loss.”
“Who did he bet against?” Ghost asks.
“The Bulldog and Rhino match,” Miles says. “Almost every bet was on Bulldog that night. Including Thorns.”
“The only reason Rhino won was because Bulldog brought a woman and she distracted him,” Blaze says.
“What was his bet?” Daddy asks.
“He had a two-thousand-dollar slip for Bulldog,” Miles answers. “Plus, an extra three thousand dollar bet that he would knock Rhino out in under two minutes. But Bulldog had too much of his attention on the half-naked woman against his side of the cage. The damn idiot was out in thirty seconds.”
“That fight pissed a lot of people off that night,” Ghost says. “But it made us a shit ton of money. However, that was like six months ago. Why now?”
“Do you know where their base of operations is located, Cap?”
“Sending you the information now,” Daddy says. “It’s coming from my nephew’s number ending in eight, three, six, nine. He says to call him and let him know if you need more info and he’ll get it for you. His name is Michael.”
