Page 76 of The Revenge You Seek
"Get the hell off me," I bark, trying to tug my arm away, but all I achieve is for him to hold tighter.
"Now, now, Hunter. It's in your best interest to play nice."
"Fuck you," I spit in his face before the pain that blooms in my cheek and down my neck makes my eyes water.
But I don't take my eyes off him as I bare my teeth in anger.
"What do you want from me?"
"I told you, I have a job. Do it and you're free to go and continue on with your life."
"And if I don't?"
A maniacal laugh rips from his lips. "Let's just say that it's in your best interest that you do it."
"I'm not doing anything for you," I spit.
I know the kinds of things people who work for him end up doing, and I want no part of it or his stupid little gang.
"I have easy access to people you love, Scarlett," he warns. "You should never forget that."
A lump forms in my throat as I think of my family and he clearly notices my panic.
"Everyone has a weakness, Scarlett. And you have many. Now I need you to drop a few things off in my sons' house."
"Why me? You've got half the Creek on your payroll," I snap, sliding away from him after he finally releases me.
"They'll smell a rat if I send one of my boys in. I need this to be discreet."
"And you think me suddenly walking in will look fucking normal? You're deranged. Anyone ever told you that?"
He smiles as if my words actually please him.
Fucking psycho.
"I don't care how you go about it, Scarlett." I shudder, hating the way my name rolls off his tongue. "Get on your fucking knees if you have to." My lip curls at his suggestion.
"You want me to give your sons sexual favors to get into their house?"
"Pretty sure Kane will let you walk right in. That was where he was going last night, wasn't it? To see you?"
My gasp of shock answers his question.
Reaching forward, he lifts a small briefcase onto his lap and pops the clasps.
Inside are a series of small black squares.
"What the hell is that?"
"Cameras. I need to know what's happening in that house. You're going to plant these, get the intel I need and we're done."
"I can't control what they say."
"Well then, for your family's sake, you'd better fucking hope they do. I've already lost one son because of your family. I'd hate to have to return the favor."
My blood runs cold at the thought of what Gray, his youngest son, tried to do to Harley only a few months ago.
No one knows what happened to him. I don't even know if he's alive.
