Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
We held hands in the back of the car as I took her to school before heading to the office. The minute she was out of the car I was back to business as usual. I had to organize my thoughts on her father and where I was going with the information I had.
I had to reschedule all those meetings I'd pushed to the side last week and I had to set up her accounts and get her name on the necessary paperwork as my wife. I wasn’t expecting anything to happen to me but I wanted her covered all the same.
The morning went rather smoothly, the realtor was set for this weekend of course that was the first order of business. I decided to tackle the problem of her father later in the day.
I fielded even more calls about my marriage in the midst of making and breaking deals. When I looked up at the clock it was almost time for her to be leaving school. Shit, she'd have to come here or go to the apartment by herself.
I'd thought for at least this first week until she was accustomed to it I could leave early, but because I'd put off so much in the last few business days, I couldn't leave. I hated disappointing her her first day back fuck.
I picked up the phone and called the driver to let him know to bring her to me. With that settled I went back to my paperwork. My personal phone rang twenty minutes later and I answered it absently, my mind on the spreadsheet in front of me.
"Thorpe."
"Sir there's been an accident."
My heart stopped, my blood ran cold and I think my mind shut down for a second as all thought fled my head.
"Tell me." I held my breath, hoping against hope.
"As Miss. Ashley was coming to the car someone drove up on the sidewalk and hit her. It's bad sir I'm sorry, there was nothing I could do, I didn't even see the guy before he was on top of her."
"Who is he?"
"We don't know yet sir he’s an unknown but we’ve got him."
"Where is she?" I was out of my chair as soon as my legs would work and heading for the door.
"They're air lifting her to County General sir I'm sorry."
"We'll deal with that later I gotta go." I called my pilot and got him in motion then I called my dad to see who he knew at County General.
Gage was next I needed round the clock security put in place before she got there. My mind had gone into robotic mode I did what I had to do but I was detached from it all.
I called the guys that had been sitting on her father's house they'd left the listening devices in place on my command. If he had anything to do with this, the answer to what should be done with him was shorter. I'd kill him plain and simple.
I knew from the description that this was no accident but I'll have to wait until I got all the facts. I never made rash decisions.
In less than an hour I had the information I needed, seems this one was on me. The guy driving was a kid from out of town apparently someone had paid him to run her down. It wasn't hard to understand why he went for it since he spent his days getting high on meth.
It was the blonde woman who had hired him that was of the most interest to me. I had him on ice until I got back. First I had to see to my wife then I'd deal with the refuse in both our lives.
GIDEON
Ihad everything in motion before I left the city. The plane was ready to take off, my guys met me on the tarmac with the tapes from Sanders's house and the hopped up kid was being held in a secure location. Lynn's whereabouts were being searched out. My only concern was getting to my wife who was already in surgery when I called the last time.
I held my breath almost the whole way there pacing the confines of the plane willing the pilot to get there faster. The blood in my veins was ice I'd shut off my conscience.
I couldn’t even think about her lying on some table surrounded by strangers while they worked to patch her up. My baby must be so scared.
“I’m so sorry Blossom.” Fuck why did I keep fucking up with her? The doctor had assured me that her injuries weren’t life threatening but that wasn’t much consolation for me, the fact that she had survived would not spare the ones responsible.
In the business world you have to play hardball more often than not. I've always believed in playing fair, I also believe in retribution, my own and others.