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Page 11 of Hawk

I grin to myself. Restraining order…

She won’t be needing one of those.

“Are you still working?”

“No, not at the moment. I lost my job behind this since he’s been harassing me there, too.”

I push all anger aside momentarily to ensure the protection of Lilly. I say, “Here’s what we’ll do. You and Lilly will stay here for now. I work out of the garage still—just like before, so I’ll be here most of the time. What’s this guy’s name?”

“Cash Brooke.”

“Is that his government?”

“Yes but listen, Gideon—I don’t want you getting into any trouble behind this. I just needed a place to stay. I’ll deal with Cash on my own.”

“No. You came to me for help. You’re getting help. I’ll handle this douchebag in whatever way I see fit.”

“I don’t want you to end up back in prison.”

“Trust me—some things are worth going to prison for. You can crash in the bedroom by the bathroom. You should know where it is.”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Also, you are to never leave this house without my permission. When I get this situation handled, you’re free to do whatever you want, but until then, you do as I say. Understood?”

She sighs heavily.

“Don’t act like you didn’t hear me, girl.”

“I heard you, Gideon. I understand.”

Ivy scoops up my twin and goes to the bedroom.

Still in disbelief about this ordeal, I step outside and take a few steps down the street before calling Brandon. As soon as he answers, I say, “You could’ve told me the baby was mine.”

“What the heck are you talking about?”

“The little girl you saw with Ivy—she’s my daughter.”

“How do you know that?”

“They’re both in my friggin’ house as we speak.”

“Well, dang. That was quick. You didn’t waste any time getting your girl back, huh?”

“She’s not my girl anymore.”

“I can’t tell.”

“Look—that’s not what this is. She came to the clubhouse earlier to find me—said she needed help. Her ex has it out for her since she broke it off with him and she’s afraid for her life.”

“Oh, now it makes sense seeing her with a black eye. Dang, man. What kind of man does that to a woman?”

“Don’t know, but I’m going to find out. You should’ve seen the look on her face the whole time she was talking to me. She looked terrified.”

“I bet. Ay, let me know when you find this dude. I don’t mind landing a few blows to his face.”

“Thanks for having my back, brother, but I don’t want you to get your hands dirty. You got a good thing going on over there. I’ll handle it.”




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