UnHinge Me (Savage Beast MC #6) - Hayley Faiman Page 0,7
his laptop with his other hand. It only takes a couple of seconds before he lifts his head, his eyes finding Dragon’s. “They’re in a storage container on the edge of town. He has it heavily monitored, not only with cameras, but with an armed guard as well.”
“We gonna be able to get past that tape?” Dragon asks.
Worm looks up, a grin playing on his lips. “Oh yeah. The guard is the hard part, that’s on you guys. The camera system isn’t as sophisticated as his home, obviously he doesn’t feel as though these women are as important as his artwork and shit. The camera system isn’t even connected to the police department, you can stay there all fucking night if you want.”
“That settles it. We’ll do the house first, in and out, then the storage unit we’ll take our time, get those women outta there. Get rid of the guard,” Dragon explains. “You all in?”
Without hesitation, all of us shout out a loud aye.
The time has come. More perverts are going to be brought down. Their lives will be ended and hopefully some women will be saved. Though, doesn’t that make me some kind of hypocrite as someone who pays whores for sex, and often?
I’ve been struggling lately, a fuck’ve a lot.
Am I just as bad as these fucks who buy girls to use?
Chapter One
ONE MONTH LATER
LEIGHTON
Pounding on the door, I know that it is no use. My father has locked me away. Suddenly, locks on my doors are okay as long as they’re on the outside. I had a good run, being away for as long as I was. It’s done now.
My father hasn’t explained anything to me, not that he ever does. I’m meant to be seen, not heard. I am just like everything else in his life. A tool to use in his work. A merger and acquisition. He has been using me to barter deals for longer than I care to think about.
The hairstylist has just left, stripping all of the black hair dye out of my hair and turning it back to light blonde. Then she took the glasses from my face and quietly disappeared.
It shouldn’t have surprised me that she said absolutely nothing to me, but I couldn’t deny that it would have been nice to have someone speak to me at least. My father’s talons sink into people though, and I have no doubt he scares them, mainly because he terrifies the absolute shit out of me.
Walking over to the window, I stare outside. I can see the pool and the cabana from here. Nightmares. That is what this home is filled with. Every square inch. If I were someone who felt sorry for myself, I would really be feeling that way right about now.
I hear the door open behind me, but I don’t bother turning around. I know exactly who is on the other side. That’s one thing about Tom Richardson, he commands a room, every single microscopic inch of it.
“Turn around,” he murmurs.
His tone is cool, his voice soft and I hate it. This is the voice that he uses to get what he wants. This is his salesman voice, this is the one that I know is going to cost me the little last bit of myself.
Slowly, I turn around to face him. His eyes move up and down the length of my body. He arches a brow, his eyes finding mine almost immediately.
“Did you think that you could hide away forever?” he asks.
I shrug a shoulder, keeping my arms loose at my side. “I did a pretty good job for five years,” I explain.
He snorts. “I hope you had your fun. You’re done with it now. It’s time for you to take your place.”
“My place?” I ask.
His lips twitch into a smile. “Don’t play naïve, Leighton.”
“I’m not, Father. I know exactly the kind of man that you are. Does this mean that the merger of Leopold and me will be official, then?”
He grins. “He doesn’t want you anymore. He had his fun, he’s married with a child. No, you messed that up, Leighton.”
“Did I? Seems I dodged a bullet. Leopold was despicable.”
There’s a moment of silence, then he shakes his head a couple of times as if he cannot believe what I’m saying, but he finds it comical at the same time.
“You are incredibly naïve. It seems that I have done a good enough job sheltering you, or perhaps it’s just the way that I kept you under