Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,139
but we escaped, and when we came back, we found that he didn’t care then either. He was not a good man, he did not have morals. Our law, our circle, are family and he betrayed that for money and power. It got him killed,” she explains, and I grin at the fierce expression on her face, this woman is something else altogether.
“I had been by his side for years, I knew the business better than him. I was the one the other families really came to see, his father saw that. He cultivated it, made me his protégé, and I went willingly. I am good at my job, I am the leader, and that means making the tough decisions. Decisions lesser men would crumble under the weight of, but those laws—they govern us,” she snarls, grabbing her drink and tossing it back. “Family always comes first, second is to never cross into another family’s territory unless you want war. I do not deal in drugs or people and lastly—any crime committed against a woman or child receives the harshest sentence.”
She sits back, her hand reaching out for Jedrick, and I know they are each other’s weakness but it only seems to make them stronger.
“For a man of mine to have forced you into marriage—” She shakes her head. “I offer my apologies and the family will deal with it,” she finishes, and it’s my turn to lean forward.
“I do not want you to deal with it,” I counter and she frowns. “He is mine to deal with, I have a debt to settle with him,” I growl and she grins.
“I like her,” Jedrick rumbles, and Victoria’s grin stretches.
“As do I, it would be a shame to kill you, Dawn,” she comments. “So, that is what you want in return for information. You want your ex-husband.”
I nod. “I also want any information you find once I outline what I’ve found, it seems our paths have crossed in another way.”
She watches me and confusion swirls in her eyes as she tries to read between the lines. “Do we have a deal?” I ask, knowing this woman’s word is law.
“For this information, which you won’t tell me, you want your ex-husband and my word that I will share any information that I find in my...investigations, that may pertain to you or what you are dealing with?” she clarifies, her wording very careful.
“Yes.” I incline my head.
“Your information must be very good,” she prods.
Smiling, I uncross my legs. “It is worth it and more, but why don’t you make the deal and find out?”
“Very well, but know this Dawn, just because we have some hateful men in common does not mean I won’t kill you if you cross me,” she says casually.
“Understood, and know that if you go back on your word, I will hunt you down and wear your skin as a coat,” I reply sweetly.
She laughs again. “Oh yes, I like you. Fine, we have a deal, Dawn. Now, what is your information?”
“Marco,” her eyes narrow at the name, “was stealing your money under your nose and dealing in stolen women. He was also working with some other people to sell some very special women. I happened to be unfortunate enough to be taken by Marco when I approached him about Tim, my husband. It seems they were working together with some of your other men, and embezzling money and dealing in flesh without your consent.” Her hands tighten into fists and every man in the room steps forward. “I, of course, do have proof.” I pull the flash drive from between my breasts and pass it over. She accepts it, her eyes hard. “I had to kill Marco I’m afraid, pesky business, but he did anger my men here when he drugged and caged me. But I have everything from his phone and computer, and an address of a warehouse where the women were kept, as well as the paper trail of the money from your legitimate business, and the funneling Tim used.” Sitting back, I watch the emotions play across her face before she schools it into cold indifference, but it is enough. She didn’t know and she is furious.
“Is that right?” she whispers, passing over the drive to Jedrick who takes it over to a computer in the corner. We stare at each other as he boots it up, and the only sound in the room is his tapping on the computer before he smashes his fist into