Patriot (Savaged Souls MC #4) - K.J. Dahlen Page 0,9
knew how to avoid me but I tracked him down finally. Every time I thought I found him over the years, he moved on just as I got close enough. This time he was being hunted by his own daughter. The MC found him and dragged him back to face judgement day.”
“And did they kill him?”
“No but they did make sure he would die. They turned him over to the Russians and if I know them, he’s already in hell’s fire.”
“Do what you do so well and bring my daughter back to me,” the other man ordered.
“That may not be as easy as you think,” Damen warned. “This MC isn’t going to just hand her over. They aren’t your typical MC. They run a bounty hunting service.”
“Then you have your work cut out for you, don’t you? Whatever you do, don’t lead them back to me. Just do it. I don’t need the details. You have a week.”
When the call went dead, Damen stared down at his phone and swore.
He wanted to hurl his phone against the wall and bust it to smithereens but he knew he couldn’t. He would have to purchase another one and transfer the data first. Too much trouble. Placing his cell phone on the table, he ran his finger through his hair and growled. There were days when he hated this job. Some days, he just didn’t want to do it and some days, he regretted ever getting hooked up with a man like his boss.
The money was good but so not worth it in cases like this. He’d been risking his life every day for almost twenty-five years now. He’d been cocky the first few years, taken more chances than absolutely necessary but he mellowed out after the first rush of the jobs settled down. Since then, he’d become a lethal weapon for the organization but there were still days he hated what he did. The men he worked for often took him for granted and he felt they didn’t respect him at all.
To them, he was nothing more than a tool and that had been pissing him off a great deal for the last ten years at least.
“One day they will all pay,” Damen vowed. “One day.”
Chapter Four
Patriot moved himself and Becky to a place in the corner of the room and sat there with her on his lap. He knew she was in shock with all the info that had been revealed, hell it shocked him as well. The thought that Randy Sheen had done what he did shocked everyone there. He hoped Annie and Harry could figure out what happened but even if they didn’t, he knew in his heart that he wasn’t giving her up. “How you doing baby?” he whispered.
“Honestly? Not so good.” She was resting with her head in the crook of his neck her back against his chest, trying to comprehend and understand what was just shared from her sister.
“Baby, this doesn’t change how I feel about you, you know that right?” He wrapped his arms tighter around her.
Becky looked up at him. “How can it not?”
“It just doesn’t matter because you are who you are. You see, your dad or your mom, they didn’t raise you. They had nothing to do with how you grew up. You grew up with Annie and I know she taught you everything you needed to know. She was your sister and your mother all in one. She loved you enough to fulfill both roles. She didn’t sit on her ass when you went missing, she looked for you. And she didn’t stop until she found you.”
“I know.” Becky nodded. “She’s the best sister in the world. Only problem is, she isn’t my real sister.”
“Listen, blood doesn’t always mean family. Annie is your sister because she wants to be, not because she has to be. She will always watch over and protect you.” He kissed her on the forehead. “And don’t forget, you belong to me now too.”
She smiled a little at his sweet words. “Do you really think they can find out what happened twenty four years ago?”
Patriot leaned his chin on her shoulder. “Knowing those two, they won’t stop until they do.”
Becky nodded. “Annie’s always been tenacious that way.”
Patriot was silent for a moment. He could feel her fidget on his lap but he didn’t say anything. He wanted her to tell him what was wrong rather than force her to tell him.
After a moment or so she whispered,