Page 77 of Far from Destined

“Where’s my son?” I asked.

“You meanmyson?” Adam spat.

I hoped to hell the two plainclothes officers at the front of the house could hear this and would come forward soon.

I just didn’t know if they would. The forest dampened some of the sounds from my back yard, and they hadn’t been in the house. They had given us time to ourselves while everybody was out searching for Joshua.

And yet it seemed to me like could be close.

I was so fucking confused. I just wanted my boy.

“He’s fine. He’s just learning a few new tricks.”

My blood boiled, and I took a step forward, but Adam clicked his tongue.

“You should listen to the brute beside you and not move... You deserve this and so much more.”

“I’ve done nothing to you. Just leave me alone. Leave Joshua and me be.”

“You did everything, Dakota!” Adam screamed. “You sent me to jail. Sent some of my men to jail because you were a stupid fucking cunt and couldn’t keep your goddamn lips closed. Oh, you could spread your legs for anybody who came near, and yet as soon as you got knocked up, you decided you were too high and mighty for any of us. You didn’t like what you saw, so you went to the cops. We don’t fucking do that. You know the rules. You broke our laws, and now I’m going to break you.”

“You’re going to want to shut your mouth.”

I froze at Macon’s words, and Adam’s eyes narrowed to slits.

I knew this had to be traumatic for Macon—fuck, it was just as bad for me. Except for the fact that Macon had already been on this side of a gun before. I refused to let him get hurt again.

I couldn’t breathe. I could barely think. I just needed Joshua secure. I needed Macon safe.

“Is this the new dick you’re with? Well, it seems like the ‘roids are doing their job on those muscles of his. Must have a tiny little dick for you, though. Don’t worry, baby. You’ll come back to me. And you’ll get all the fucking cock you want.”

Bile filled my throat, and I nearly threw up.

“Don’t look at me like that. You fucking sent me to prison. You deserve what you’re going to get and more.”

“Adam,” I said calmly, as calmly as I could anyway. “You know that there are detectives all around. They might not be able to see you now, but they will. They’re going to be in my house at any moment because they’re out searching for Joshua. I’m honestly surprised they haven’t found you yet.”

Adam rolled his eyes.

“We took care of the two out front. We’ll get the rest.”

Shock slid through me, mixing with revulsion.

He hadtaken careof them?

I looked at the gun in his hands, then at his eyes, and knew. He’d killed the two police officers out front, what else did he plan to do?

“Let me see Joshua,” I said.

“No, I don’t think I will.”

And then Adam shot.

I froze, fear like an icy wave washed over me, and then Macon was on top of me, pushing me out of the way.

“Macon!”

“Are you hurt? Are you hit?”