Page 19 of Ripper's Property
She reads him off her number and he enters it into his burner phone. And as soon as this job is done, he’ll be burning that phone.
“As soon as I get word that he’s coming, I’ll be sure to be in touch.”
“Thanks, babe.”
I can feel the cringe for him as he says the word, but he wants Montoya dead as much as the rest of us, so he’ll do what it takes. We all will.
“Anything for you,” she purrs. “Now, can I get you boys something to drink?”
“I’ll take a whiskey neat,” I tell her.
The guys give her their orders and I slip a hundred into her G-string. “That’s for keeping this between us, doll.”
She gives me a wink and darts off to the bar. Right as I turn to the guys, arms are draped around my shoulders and a girl’s tits are rubbing against the back of my head. I’m about to lose my shit when I suddenly see Hawk’s eyes.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Cherry?” He glares her down.
I whip my head around and sure enough the bitch is standing behind me.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I repeat.
She quickly comes around and starts giving me an unwelcome lap dance. “Please don’t make a scene, Rip. I need this job.”
“Told you to get the fuck out of dodge,” I seethe the words as she slides up my front and rubs her tits on my chest. I want to shove her off me, but I’m not a complete asshole.
“I didn’t think you guys would come here. Does your little girl know you’re here?”
My jaw clenches at the mere mention of my sweet princess from her rancid lips, and how dare she insinuate that I’m stepping out on my woman. “We’re here on business.”
“What kind of business?” She’s quick to ask, inserting her nosy ass where it don’t belong. She rubs herself over my limp dick, but he ain’t budging for her anymore.
“You think that’s any of your business, Cherry? Now, get the fuck off me.”
She finally heeds my warning and retreats.
“You know I care about you.” She gives me her best impression of an innocent puppy, but she’s not sweet, nor is she innocent. She was wicked and mean to my girl, and that shit isn’t gonna fly.
“If you cared for me, you wouldn’t have hurt my old lady.”
Her eyes flare as the shock hits her face. It’s not official yet, but as soon as Montoya is dead, Rory will be my wife. That’s a fact, so the world better get on board with it. And this girl better not say anything else about my girl or I will send her to her grave.
Janice comes walking back over with our drinks, interrupting the stare down taking place between me and the one I regret ever laying a finger on. She places our drinks down on the table then gives Hawk a wink. “I’ll be in touch when I hear something.”
Cherry looks to her then back at me.
“If there’s something I can help with, let me know.”
I shake my head. I don’t need anything from the witch. “All I need is for you to get the fuck out of our state. Now, you’ve got two weeks to shake that ass and get yourself enough money saved to get out of town.”
I stand, throwing another Benjamin on the table then toss back my drink.
“You boys ready?”
Both are out of their seats, eager to get back to the clubhouse. I give Cherry one last warning glare before I brush past her and exit. I swear that better be the last time I see her, or I really will put her in the ground.
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Rory
