Page 27 of Stryker's Ruin
“I translated a few conversations, but they were social, not business related.”
“Look at me.”
I glance up keeping my expression neutral.
“From this moment on you’re loyal to me and only me. You report back everything Vince and the rest of the family say. I want invitations to every family meal and gathering. I want inside that compound.
“Every time you visit family, I want you to memorize every word anyone says.” He raises his drink. “Understood?”
So, I’m to be another tool for another man who doesn’t want me. What’s going to happen when he finds out there will never be any invitations? I nod.
“How close are you to that fucker, Nico?”
“I’m not.”
“Get close. Tell him how awesome he is. Suck his dick if you have to. I want to know everything that’s going on in his life. Who he hangs with, who he hates, who he fucks.”
Jere comes back in and goes straight to the liqueur bar and pours himself a drink then refreshes Garvey’s.
“You take the trash out?”
“All cleaned up boss.”
He pulls the towel back exposing himself, then gives his cock a couple strokes while holding my gaze. I feel the heat stain my cheeks but refuse to lower my gaze. Releasing himself he grabs the nearest girl by the hair and pulls her up beside him shoving her face in his crotch. The girl quickly takes him into her mouth.
He takes another sip of his drink. “What’s BadDaddy got for us?”
The man looks at me. “He says she doesn’t seem to be that important to the family. They’ve kept her hidden somewhere in Europe her whole life. But supposedly she’s smart and compliant.”
Fisting the girl’s hair in his hand, he holds her head in place against him. “Suck harder bitch and watch those fucking teeth.”
Garvey closes his eyes and lies his head back on the cushion. Switching to Irish he asks,“What did he say about the guard they hired to babysit her?”
“Stryker isn’t a company man. An outsider hired to make your grandfather happy. Hard to handle. By moving up the wedding they didn’t need him anymore. Vince had him taken out and saved a bundle. Frankie will keep an eye on her tonight. Tomorrow she’s yours. They’re expecting her back soon to keep up appearances.”
I can’t breathe. Stryker’s dead? No. No it’s not possible. I’d know. I’d know in my heart. Wouldn’t I?
Keep it together. Don’t let him see. He’s just like Vince. He’ll use anything against you.“May I… is there a bathroom I can use? Please.”
He nods at Jere. “Get one of the guys to take her.”
After a brief wait there’s a tap on the door and a big guy in a black T-shirt bearing the club’s logo sticks his head in. “Take her to the bathroom and wait, then bring her right back,” Garvey instructs.
As I turn to go, Jere continues in Irish.“What are you gonna do with her?”
“Use her for information, see if her language skills will be beneficial. I’ll fuck her till I’m tired of her then kill her and her whole family. This is my town. I’m done sharing.”
My death is imminent. If Stryker is dead, I’m tired of fighting anyway. He’s the only one who showed me what life could be.
CHAPTER 17
Stryker
I lean against the wall opposite the other two guards and wait while the dinner gets started. The Camassa guard isn’t even pretending to hide that he’s playing games on his phone. The O’Kelley guy is listening to a sports game.
Thanks to the necklace, I’m listening to the bullshit dinner conversation. They don’t even try to include her. And the asshole Garvey hasn’t even shown up yet.
My phone vibrates and I pull up my messages.