Lucky Forever - Cee Bowerman Page 0,12
for a year or so and I thought that was as bad as it could get, but then Lexi got sick. She had a horrible ear infection and cried almost all day. That evening when he came home, I tried to keep her calm, but even with the medicine the doctor had given her she was restless and loud. Jackson yelled at me to shut her up and I was taking her to the garage so we could go out to the guesthouse when her eardrum ruptured. She screamed bloody murder. He was on us in a flash and yanked Lexi away from me and threw her across the garage. She slammed into the shelves and broke her arm in the fall. She needed stitches on her head where she hit the metal shelving.”
“Oh, my God.”
“He locked us in the bedroom and refused to let us go to the emergency room to get her treated. I had been preparing for a time when I needed help and so I’d had a phone installed in my room while he was away on a business trip. I waited until he was sleeping, then I plugged the phone in and called 911. I told them I was being held prisoner and what he had done to my daughter and what he’d done to me before that. The cops busted into the house to rescue me and they took him to jail.” Sierra sighed. “He was out on bail before Lexi and I were released from the emergency room.”
“Connections,” Marcus nodded his head. “Family in government?”
“Lexi’s grandpa was a senator.”
“Was?”
“Yes.” Sierra smiled sadly and then shook her head. “Thankfully he’s dead now. Boating accident while he was out at sea with his mistress.”
Reagan chuckled and it sounded very dark and wicked.
“But the mom has all the money and her Jackson can do no wrong. Every time he finds us, I report him. He’s arrested and then he gets right back out. Some day, he’s going to do something that she can’t cover up and we’ll be able to breathe finally. I just hope that he doesn’t kill me or hurt Lexi for that to happen.”
“We’ll make sure you’re safe,” I told her. She might not understand it quite yet, but that was a promise I would keep. “He’s not going to hurt either of you again.”
“Damn right, he’s not.” Marcus reached over for his phone and started typing out a text. “You ever met my brother?”
“No, sir.” Sierra shook her head.
“His name is Lout. He is a member of the Texas Kings - the other motorcycle club you’ve seen around town.”
“Okay?”
“He’s a force to be reckoned with and so are the rest of the men in his club. With your permission, I’d like to share this information along with the name of your husband and mother-in-law.”
“He’s not my husband anymore,” Sierra said quickly. “He had to serve some time because he assaulted a police officer. I pulled together every dime I had and got a lawyer. She believed my story and worked her ass off to make sure the divorce went through while he was locked up. Then she helped me hide in plain sight. I never left that town, just laid low while she left a trail to another town.”
“How long have you been on the run from him?” I asked her.
“Since Lexi was three years old. So, almost eight years.”
“How many times has he found you?”
“Three times. The first time we were in a public place and I yelled for help. The second time was a year or so later and he tried to get Lexi out of daycare. They called the police and that’s when he got arrested for assaulting the officer and I got my divorce. I made sure that he had no rights in the divorce since he wasn’t her biological father; that way if he tried again it would be kidnapping.”
“Good job,” Marcus nodded his head. “And the last time?”
“The last time was two years ago when Lexi was nine. I have no idea how he found us, but he was waiting inside our apartment when we got home that evening.” Sierra tried to dry her eyes with her hand, but the tears were coming too fast. Marcus reached into his pocket and pulled out a linen handkerchief and handed it to her. “He held us there for three days. I didn’t show up for work on Monday and one of the women I worked with brought her