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Dawson
Istep out of my car, adjusting my suit.
Onlookers are watching me.
Half of them most likely fucked-up on God only knows what substance. I hate it here. I fucking hate every single thing about it. This place is where people come to die. Whether they take their own life or someone else takes it for them. And I can’t even pity them. Not when the scum that live in these parts were so happy to throw a fifteen-year-old into prostitution for a few dollars.
I tell Henry to wait in the car. He insists on following me, but I quickly deny him. He’s not the violent type. Though, with his skill set, I’m sure he’s had to fish through graphic images and videos, it’s very different from watching cold-blooded murder take place firsthand in front of your eyes.
My gun sits comfortably within my suit. And in aplace like this, it will go unnoticed. Easily forgotten and removed, just as I had been. I step through the overgrown grass to a door that hangs off its hinges.
Last night, Honey offered me a moment of reprieve. But I couldn’t rest, even with her in my arms. I meant what I said last night. Iwillmarry her one day. I’m not a good man. Or at my true core, even an attractive one. But I will never let her be at risk.
Confronting Timothy like this has brought back memories of what we’d endured together, and although I don’t know his motives, I don’t care.
The two stairs creak as I walk up them. I’ve already called Crue to arrange a clean-up once this is done.
The partially open door lets a horrendous smell waft through. I choke on it, lifting my arm to my nose. I peek inside to see a small box on the floor with a half-eaten bowl of cereal on top of it, but I don’t hear anything.
I carefully open the door wider on its one hinge, and the horrendous odor bombards me.What the fuck is that?
I peer into the cereal bowl, which appears to be only a few hours old. I walk around the small home. It’s chaos. Litter. Rodents. The furniture torn and broken. I raise my gun as I step into the back bedroom. The edge of a mattress on the floor is visible, and I push open the door.
My stomach curdles when I realize what the stench is. A woman’s half-decayed and eaten body is sprawled on the bed. My gaze lands on the picure frame beside the bed.
Recognition hits me.
It’s Timothy with a woman I recognize. She had only just been brought into the game when I was leaving.Lyla.I look back at the carcass. The straw-like blonde hair is a dirtier shade than the one in the image.
My phone begins to buzz, and I check the name.Henry.
There’s nobody here, so I turn to leave and stumble on a near-empty bottle of liquor. It draws my attention to the used needle on the floor beside it.
I lift the phone to my ear. “He’s not here. I’m coming out now.”
“I know. Because he’s back in the city.”
I don’t know why, but Henry’s words make my blood run cold.
“Where is he now?” I ask.
“He’s at the bar you’re scheduled to meet Honey at in an hour.”
Rage engulfs me truer than any emotion I’ve ever allowed myself to feel before.
Making a move on my empire is a mistake.
Approaching my woman is a death sentence.
CHAPTER 54
Honey
“Is someone sitting here?” a man asks, interrupting as I take notes of the property Daphne pointed out. I look up from my tablet to a man wearing black shades so dark I can’t see his eyes.
I shake my head and offer it to him before diligently adding notes again. There’s an unsettling smell coming from him, but I try to ignore it.
“It’s a nice restaurant,” he says charmingly, looking up at the beautiful décor on the ceiling.
