Lyon – Chapter 112

“Where’s Lydia?”

“Her little a*s better be home in bed if she knows what’s good for her. So what’re we dealing with here bro?”

My boy Travis answered my call and showed up like I’d asked. I told him to come later in the night while Kat was asleep so she wouldn’t stick her nose in my shit.

ad, would think we were going into battle. We were all well over six feet, very imposing and the tats and muscles didn’t help to dispel the notion of biker dudes up to no good.

know, this c

ds and shit.

out of proportion.”

your gut say?”

is

re we doing? You want me to make this bitch gone?”

F**k!

I need to know who she is before I end up f*****g up some totally innocent woman.”

n case she was hiding from some shit like an abusive husband.”

his pigeons on the prints in the meantime.”

hanks man I really appreciate this.”

.”

kind of thing?”

ck so he might try hitting back at me. I’d as soon he doesn’t get another chance at her.”

e’s still breathing?”

one like yesterday.

***

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t here baby.” I slid into bed behind her and pulled her bac

covers up around her shoulders and cuddled her closer kissing her f

id little mouse into the beautiful wildcat that I now held in my arms.

her damn neck, but I don’t want her becoming that person that gave up her life because she was a mother and a wife.

a f*****g millionaire for one thing, though she doesn’t act like it. She’s still my sweet little girl who looks to her husband to spoil her.

face, feeling at peace for the first time in a long time. With Travis on the hunt, I should have something soon hopefully and I can go from there.