Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“Not if we’re smart about it,” I say, glancing at the guys who are standing with me, coming up with a plan to get Serenity out. “If we’re smart and give them nothin’ to throw back on us, then they won’t be able to pin nothin’ on the club.”
“We’re talkin’ about a fuckin’ prison break,” Spike snaps, shaking his head. “It ain’t somethin’ that is easily done.”
“No,” Cade agrees. “But it has been done.”
Spike shoots him a look, unimpressed with the fact that Cade is agreeing.
“I hear you, brother,” I tell Spike. “But I’m not leavin’ her in there. Not with that fucker breathin’ down her neck. He’ll kill her.”
Spike growls, but I know he doesn’t want to see anything happen to her either.
“Fuck me,” he grunts. “What’s the plan here? Because it needs to be fuckin’ solid to pull this off.”
“Got to agree with Spike.” Muff nods. “Needs to be a fuckin’ solid plan or we’re goin’ to make things a million times worse for everyone.”
Spike lights a cigarette. “We’ve already got a ravin’ fuckin’ lunatic to find and bring down, now we’re lookin’ at a prison break. Big call, Pres.”
I meet his gaze, my own firm. “If it was Ciara in there, are you tellin’ me you wouldn’t be doin’ the same thing?”
His eyes flash. “I’d burn the fuckin’ world down to get her out.”
I nod.
He nods in return.
We’re on the same page.
“We need Serenity in on the plan,” Cade points out. “She needs to work from the inside to make sure this runs without a hitch.”
“Already on that,” I tell him. “I’m goin’ to get her to find a guard who has a past, we’ll use it to our advantage. Havin’ a guard on our side is the best option.”
“Then we need a list of guards so we can find out about their pasts, get her one to work with,” Muff mutters. “I’ll get onto that.”
“Then we need a fuckin’ good plan to get her out,” Cade exhales, running his hands through his hair. “Fuck. This won’t be easy.”
No.
It won’t.
But I’ll make it happen.
One way or another, I’ll get her out.
2 – Serenity
“What’s your name, kid?”
An older woman with beautiful dark skin and kind brown eyes comes up to me as I do my shift in the laundry, folding the same pants and shirts that we all wear. I’m thankful when I get into the laundry because it means I’m away from the prying eyes of other inmates and the death stares and threats from Hound’s little woman friend.
She watches every move I make, a sly smile on her face.
He’ll make a move, but he’s ensuring that I’m on edge before he does.
The worst part is thinking he can’t get to me, but knowing he’ll find a way. He probably has guards on his side. Hell, he probably runs this place.
“Serenity,” I answer the lady, placing a folded pair of pants down before picking up another.
“You’re new here,” she murmurs, studying me as she takes a shirt. “What are you in for?”
“I got set up, though I’m not sure anyone believes me.”
“I do,” she says casually, as if we’ve been friends forever and she knows me. “I can see it in your eyes, innocent as they come.”
Maybe not innocent as they come, but definitely not a murderer.
“I wouldn’t go that far,” I say softly. “What’s your name?”
“My name is Cissy, but everyone in here calls me Mama. Tell me, are you bein’ picked on in here?”
I stare at her, there is a kindness and warmth in her eyes that makes me feel immediately drawn to her. The fullness of her perfect lips and the thick curls in her hair even though it’s tied up makes her a rare beauty. She’s maybe in her mid-forties, but her skin is flawless.
“I’m not exactly a fan favorite,” I tell her. “But there is someone who doesn’t like me, and he’s going to make sure I don’t leave this place unscathed.”
“Tell me his name,” she orders, her voice still soft but firm.
“Hound,” I answer, swallowing the lump in my throat.
Her eyes darken. “Oh, I know him. He’s a dangerous man. How did you get tangled up with him?”
I glance down at my hands. “He was part of my father’s club.”
She jerks back and stares at me, shock washing over her face. “You’re Hogan’s daughter?”
I nod, scared of what might come out of her mouth next.
“Oh, child,” she sighs. “You really haven’t had a good run.”
Her kindness makes my heart swell, and, just for a moment, I don’t feel so afraid.
“He’s gone now, but ... well, I guess Hound still wants revenge. I won’t lie to you and tell you I wasn’t part of taking my father down.”
“For that, I can’t blame you, but being worried about Hound is smart. He’s dangerous, and he is king around here. We might be housed in different wings, but he has an in with everyone. Stick with me, I’ll do my best to protect you, but if I can give you a word of advice, straighten that spine, push that chin out, and show everyone in here the backbone that lies deep. I know it’s there; no child of Hogan’s would be without one. Don’t let anyone push you around. You hear me?”