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Instead of sitting around and volleying back and forth with one another, I shut the whole thing down. Because without a doubt, we will never agree on any of this. I don’t even know who the hell he is, and now he’s trying to claim me as his daughter and tell me I’m some princess. I think not.
“You need to leave.”
He shakes his head slowly. “I don’t fucking think so.”
Not that I really expected him to listen to me, but it still pisses me off.
Then something happens.
I don’t expect it.
He whistles, and it’s so loud that it hurts my ears.
I try to cover my ears, but I’m unable to. Before I can do anything else, he wraps his fingers around my forearms to stop me. Before I realize what’s truly happening, I’m being pulled away. He releases his hands from my arms as a strange man drags me away from my place.
I fight.
With all that I have and all that I am, I fight against him.
This stranger.
But it doesn’t work.
Instead, I’m thrown into the bed of the pickup truck, and moments later, I’m driven away from my apartment. Away from anyone who could help me. Away from Elvis. I have no idea where we’re going. I scramble to my ass, bringing my knees up to my chest. Wrapping my arms around them, I place my chin between them and glance around the pickup bed at the men who are watching me as if I’m a caged animal at the zoo.
There are three guys in the bed of the truck with me, their eyes focused on me and only me. I would be lying if I said they weren’t hungry gazes because they are. They’re dressed like my father, like Elvis, wearing jeans, boots, and leather vests. Except, instead of Elvis’s friends, these men appear to have a mixture of emotions running through them, anger and hunger at the top.
One of them reaches out for me, but I swat his hand away. I know he could do whatever he wanted to me, and I wouldn’t be able to fight him off. He’s about a hundred pounds heavier than me, with packed-on muscle that I definitely do not have. But I don’t want anyone else to touch me, maybe not even ever, just Elvis.
Only him.
The men thankfully leave me alone. For now, I watch as they move to the other side of the truck bed. It doesn’t take us long to arrive at our destination. I’m not sure what to expect, but an almost exact replica of Elvis’s clubhouse comes into view.
I blink a few times, then frown as the pickup drives right past that building toward an oversized metal barn in the back of the property. The sight of that building fills me with pure dread. Not that I was okay with being kidnapped, but something inside of me screams not to go inside of that building.
But I don’t have a choice.
Not a single one.
Tears roll down my cheeks as pain slices through my belly as I’m dragged into the metal shop building and then tossed into a cage. An actual cage. Like an animal locked in with no way out.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-NINE
KING
Beeping in the distance.
The smell of ammonia.
The bright lights surround me.
I can feel my eyes moving, but my lids don’t open. Then I hear low murmurings. I can’t make out the voices, so I try to open my eyes in an effort to attempt to protect myself. I don’t know how much good I would do with the immobility I apparently have, but I would feel a hell of a lot better if I could see my surroundings.
Then I slip into sleep again.
What feels like moments later, my eyelids open. The room doesn’t seem as bright, the beeping still loud as fuck, the smell still fucking awful. Turning my head, I look at the side of the room and expect to see Shawn sitting in a chair or on a couch or something, but that’s not the sight I’m greeted with. Instead, it’s Clink and Atomic sitting side by side.
