Page 51 of Knocked Up by Her Daddy's Friends

“Considering you’ve literally been fucking the enemy I think that stating you wouldn’t lie to him is a little rich,” Drifter says dryly.

Angel shoots Drifter a warning glance to shut up and Drifter holds his hands up in surrender.

“Veronica, why are you telling me this now? Do you know where Skye is?” Angel asks, far more gently than any of us would have. I doubt he feels any sympathy for Veronica, so I can only assume he wants to save Skye more than he’s letting on.

“Because… originally I helped, I just wanted Skye gone cos I thought then maybe you and I could be together…” she says, looking up at him balefully.

Drifter rolls his eyes but knows better than to speak up again.

“But then the last time I was with Bill and Brute, we were having a party just us and another girl, you know, doing blow and fucking. Anyway, me and Candy were a bit out of it, so I think they thought we’d be too high to care or remember it. I overheard them chatting about taking Skye. The plan is to rough her up and scare her into signing over the land she’s inheriting from Brewer. But then Bill said… he said that a missing daughter would be better for his campaign than a slut involved with bikers. He told Brute to get her to sign the documents, but he also said that if she didn’t agree to disappear, then they’d make her. He doesn’t think she’ll keep quiet about all this. He wants her out of the picture, for good,” she explains.

“They’re going to kill Skye?” I ask, my chest tight as panic sets in.

What if we’re already too late?

Veronica nods, “Yes. I think so. Bill has dreams of becoming a senator, maybe even president one day. There’s a lot of money riding on this deal and he’ll stop at nothing to get it. Even killing his stepdaughter.

“Do you know where she is?” Angel asks his eyes wild and frantic.

Veronica shakes her head sadly, “No. But I think I could find out. When they noticed I was listening in they threatened to kill me too. I swore that I was loyal that I hate Skye and would help them. I think they trust me, especially Brute. He thinks I’m his old lady. I could contact Brute andget him to tell me where they are.”

“Why should we trust you? You could be luring us into their trap. You’ve already admitted to betraying us and feeding information to the enemy,” Buzz points out.

Still never taking her eyes off Angel, Veronica replies, “Because, as much as I dislike Skye, she doesn’t deserve to die. And I’m not lying when I say I love you. I know if she died that would hurt you. I wouldn’t want that,” she admits sadly.

Angel studies her for a moment. “I believe you.”

Veronica lets out a deep breath, “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet. I promise you will have the full protection of the Angels of Havoc if you help us get Skye back and take down Anderson and the Demon Riders. There will be no punishment from us, but you will, of course, no longer be welcome on any of our premises,” Angel says.

Veronica nods sadly, “I understand. I was thinking maybe I should move back home, sort myself out, andget clean. My momma’s got my two babies with her… I should never have left them…”

“Thank you, Veronica. We won’t forget that you did the right thing in the end,” Angel says his voice low and calming.

“So, can you call Brute?” Drifter says impatiently.

Veronica nods, wiping her tears and jutting her jaw out determinedly. “Right yes. I’ll put it on speaker so y’all can hear.”

The phone rings for what feels like an eternity, and I start to panic that he’s not going to pick up. That we’re too late. But then, finally, Brute answers.

“Sup baby girl,” he drawls, sounding like a man out enjoying some beers with his buds rather than one who’s kidnapped a girl and intends to kill her.

I won’t allow myself to think that he’s already done it.

“Hey, baby. Did everything go alright? You get the girl okay?” she asks, her eyes darting to us nervously as we anxiously await his response.

“Sure did, doll. Dunno what those Angels of Havoc pussies saw in her. Timid as a mouse, not like my little wildcat,” he drawls flirtatiously.

“So it’s done? You… got rid of the problem?” she asks, her knuckles white on the cell phone as she grips it tightly.

“Nah. Not yet. She’s refusing to sign it, demanding to see old Bill. Might get the slimy fucker to come down here anddo some of his own dirty work for a change. Told her I’d make her sign it one way or another, figured we could let the boys have some fun with her first. Shame to let a perfectly good pussy go to waste before we get rid,” he states casually.

I clench my fists trying to keep calm and hold back the rage that’s rising in me. When I get a hold of this bastard, I’ll kill him myself. If he’s touched Skye, I’ll make sure he suffers an even worse fate.

Veronica laughs, managing to play the part perfectly. “Where you at baby? I’d love to come join the fun and show that bitch she messed with the wrong bitch.”

“Sure, why not, the more the merrier. We’re at the old safe house, the one I took you to on our first date. I know you love to watch me fuck a bitch when you’re high and I’ll fuck this one real good for you,” he says making my blood boil.

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