Captivated - Jordan Silver Page 0,12

we could see from the front, and I’m tempted to go ring the bell and be done with this shit.

I’m holding out because of her fear, but on the other hand, that’s the shit that makes me want to go after her. Just what the hell is she so afraid of that she won’t even call me from inside? I know that fuck her sister’s married to is a spawn from hell, but what about the sister? Wouldn’t she protect her baby sister from that monster?

“Damien, chill; she goes to school tomorrow you’ll see her then, and we can get to the bottom of what’s going on.” I looked at my watch. It was already seven in the evening. “I guess you’re right.” I couldn’t kick the feeling that something was off, though, and knew I would get no sleep that night.

Bright and early the next morning, I was sitting in the car outside the gates of her school. I’m usually here after last bell in the evening, but there’s no way I was going to make it through the day without seeing her and making sure she was okay.

I saw her walking down the sidewalk and started to get out and go to her, but she made a detour. I thought she was going to the little convenience store, but she walked around the side of it. “The fuck is she doing back there?” She was back less than two minutes later, but she was a little bit lighter than when she went in.

“She lost the bag, boss.”

“I see that! You know what to do.” I stepped out of the car in the early morning with a shitload of kids on the sidewalk, making enough noise to break the ordinance. “Michele!” Her head came up, and she looked over at me in surprise.

I noticed a few things at once, one, where most of the other kids were paired up, my girl was alone, and two, she looked sad as fuck. I got a pain in my gut as she came to me. I didn’t know until she was standing in front of me how much I missed her.

I didn’t care about the asshole kids that were sticking their noses in my shit instead of taking their asses to class like they were supposed to, I just ignored them and pulled her into my arms. “Why do you look so sad, baby?”

“I’m not sad.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

I may have only known her for a short while, but I’ve come to know her facial expressions pretty well. I use to think that sadness that would sometimes overcome her was due to her parents being gone, but now I’m not so sure.

“It’s nothing, really. I’ll see you this evening?” I knew she was trying to get rid of me, to evade my prying eyes, but I let her go anyway. “Yeah, I’ll be here.” I was surprised when she got up on her toes and kissed me. The kiss was for shit, something you’d give your grandmother or some shit, but it went straight to my heart and made me smile like an idiot.

I watched her walk away until she was no longer in sight before walking back to the car. I’d kept her back turned while Dray had gone after the bag she’d left in the alley behind the store, so she didn’t see him walk back and put it in the backseat.

My mind switched gears once again when I climbed into the car and saw the little cloth bag. What could she possibly have in there? And why was she hiding it? “Did you look in here?”

“Of course not boss.” He sulked like an old woman before driving off. “We going in?”

I heard the unspoken words in that shit. He meant to ask, are we getting any work done today since you fucked off the whole weekend? I just glared at his ass and didn’t bother answering. Ten minutes later, we were pulling into the underground garage of my office building.

Damien

We might as well had gone back to the penthouse because as soon as we got into the office and swept it for the one-hundredth time, I sat the bag on my desk and stared at it for a good five minutes. “You want me to…”

“No, you fuck!” I pulled it out of his reach, his impatient ass huffed and sat back in his chair. I don’t know why I’m so apprehensive about opening this shit, but something in my