Page 74 of Defended By Bam
The door opened, and Allie’s brown eyes were like slits as she scowled. “What?” she asked, before smiling down at Sofie. “Hey, sweetie. Why don’t you go inside and let me talk to Bama really quick?”
“Okay, Auntie Allie,” Sofie said as she skipped inside and Allie pulled the door closed.
“Where’s Linny? I’m not in the mood to doyouany favors. But for her, maybe,” Allie said as she adjusted her messy bun.
“We don’t know. So, I need you to keep her entertained until I figure that out. I told her she went out with Glenda.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “Where’s Glenda?”
“I just said I don’t fucking know! Now are you gonna play twenty questions, or are you gonna watch her so I can find them?”
Her brow furrowed. “Fine. But your attitude sucks.”
“So does yours.” I reached around her to open the door and said, “Hey sweetie, gotta run but I’ll be back in a bit. Be good for Allie, okay?”
“Okay, Bama. Promise!” she yelled with a big smile.
Closing the door back, I said, “She wants to swim, but she probably needs to eat. She’s always hungry after school.”
“Aye aye, captain,” Allie said as she gave a mock salute.
Stomping down the hall, I headed back to find Rogers. Before I made it to the main room, I found him in the hall.
“Hey,” he said as he took quick strides toward me. “No answer. But Breaker traced his cell to your house.”
“My house?”
“Yeah, and Breaker also said he didn’t text you a few minutes ago, it was over an hour ago, right around when he left.”
Pushing my fingers through my short hair, I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. “My signal must have been bad. What about the cop? Any movement?”
Rogers shook his head. “Nope. Why? You think he got bold enough to go looking for her at your place?”
My heart raced as fast as my thoughts. “I don’t know. He was bold enough to follow my sister and come talk shit to me. He obviously was up to something to come all that way.” There was a gasp behind me, then someone tapped my shoulder, so I turned around and was met with a blow to my jaw.
It wasn’t a good connection because I caught the wrist before the follow-though. Looking down at my sister, I struggled to keep my cool.
“Fuck you Bama,” Allie said as the other hand flew to my face.
Catching that one, I held her wrists together in front of me and looked over her shoulder but didn’t see Sofie.
“She’s in my room. I knew you were up to something. That piece of shit followed me and you didn’t even tell me? What the fuck!” she shouted.
She was writhing and trying to break free when Hammer came flying out of the casino room. “What the fuck is this? Let her go,” he said, pulling her free from my grasp.
She shook him off. “Don’t fucking touch me. All of you are pricks. Where’s Linny? Where’s Glenda?”
Rogers grabbed her by the elbow and pushed her into the casino room, Hammer and I following as he gave me side-eye.
Once the door closed, I said, “Shut up, Allie. If Sofie snuck out of your room, she doesn’t need to hear this shit.”
“Well, fine,” she said in an even and low volume. “Quietly explain what the fuck is going on? Is that why you stole my Explorer? Because that cop followed me?”
“Yes. And we’re tracking him, but now Linny and Glenda can’t be reached, her car is gone, and Ollie won’t answer. I need you to calm the fuck down and keep an eye on Sofie. Everything is probably fine, so we don’t need to scare her.”
“What about me, Bama? You weren’t gonna tell me that cop followed me? That means he knows where I live,” she said, ticking off on her fingers, “he knows what I drive, and he probably knows I deal. You didn’t think I should know?”
“I told him no,” Hammer said. “This is club business, Allie, and you know–”
