Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) by Laylah Roberts (good book club books txt) 📗

him. The way you led him on, only to turn on him, because of pressure from your family. You caused him to kill himself.”

“I . . . I . . . I don’t know what you read, but you have it all wrong.”

He started dragging her towards the cabin. She knew it would be a bad idea to let him get her inside.

“Trenton, I don’t know what you read but your father stalked me, he attacked and stabbed me. He left me notes and flowers and . . .” Something clicked in her brain. “The roses? That was you?”

“Yes, but you were too dumb to heed my warning.”

“But he left daisies.”

“Ah, but that would have been too obvious, to do the same as he did.” He tightened his hold as he turned on her. “But you’re such a dumb bitch, you didn’t have any idea that I’ve been following you for weeks.”

“You . . . you’ve been outside Ed’s house, haven’t you?”

She was going to be sick. He’d been watching her? Stalking her? Leaving her dead roses.

“That’s right. That sicko that you let fuck you all the time had no clue. Some sick games you two play, but then what should I expect from a bitch that will lie about a consensual relationship and say that a man was stalking her, ruining his life. And the life of his family.”

“It wasn’t a lie!”

She cried out as he backhanded her. Shit. That stung. She couldn’t believe this was happening. First Saber kidnapping her, now this.

Ed was never going to let her out of his sight. Ever.

Think about Ed later. Right now, you have to figure out a way to get away from this guy. Obviously, he’s as crazy as his father.

“My mother had to leave town because of you. We had to move away, start over with a new name. I never got to know my father because of you. My asshole brother took off overseas as soon as he could and my mother . . . well, she was a bitter, controlling bitch. Always talking badly about my father. But I know the truth of what you did. The way you ruined our family. I found his diaries after she died and I cleared out her house. It was all your fault and now you’re going to pay. Come on, bitch.”

Hand around her wrist, he pulled her towards the cabin.

“What do you mean, she’s not there? Shit. She doesn’t have a vehicle. She must have gone for a run,” he said through the Bluetooth to Jace, who he’d sent to check on Georgie.

He was going to kill her. What was she thinking? It was nearly dark. It was cold. And she was out running when he specifically told her not to leave the house. Why didn’t she take her phone?

“I’m going to check the tracker app. I’m about fifteen minutes out from where you are.” Because he’d sped the entire way home. He frowned as he saw that she was now several miles away. How had she gotten there so quickly? She was off the road now, practically in the middle of the woods. The only thing out there were a couple of old hunting cabins.

“Jace, I’m sending you coordinates. Something’s wrong. Send for backup. I’ll be there soon.”

Hold on, baby. I’m coming.

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No way she letting him drag her into the cabin.

She wasn’t that helpless sixteen-year-old girl anymore. And this kid wasn’t a grown man. He didn’t have the bulk his father had. Or the training that she did. Still squeezing her wrist, he tugged her towards the cabin. Idiot expected her to just go along with him?

Not. Happening.

“Trenton, please, you don’t have to do this.”

“Oh, yes, I do. You can’t go around spreading lies and not expect to pay for it.”

“They weren’t lies!”

As he started to turn back, she brought her arm up. Then she slammed her hand down on his wrist, breaking his hold on her. Quickly, she smashed her knee into his balls. He made a choked, wounded sort of noise, half crouching. She grabbed his head then drove her knee into his nose with a crunching noise.

Turning, she took off. She could have stuck around and tried to do more damage, but short of smashing a rock over his head, she didn’t have many options. The keys to the truck were in his pocket and she wasn’t digging around in there. For all she knew, he was faking how injured he was and would grab her if she got close. So she ran.

But she realized that sticking to the road wasn’t smart. This old driveway obviously only led to this cabin and the road beyond hadn’t been busy.

She looked around her. Nothing but trees. She was a city girl and this was intimidating as hell.

Shoot! She could easily get lost out here. She had no idea what direction she was even headed. She raced around a huge tree and caught her breath for a moment. She was exhausted from her long run then fighting off Trenton. Her legs didn’t have much more in them and she was starting to feel light-headed.

She looked around for a weapon. Then an idea occurred to her. If she couldn’t run, maybe she could hide.

“Rose? Where are you, Rose? You can’t go far from me.”

Shoot. He’d recovered quicker than she’d hoped. Searching for a tree that she thought she might manage to climb, she reached for the lower branch.

Darn it, she really needed to into the gym for some upper body strength training. She strained to lift herself, managing to get her leg up. Then she climbed to the next branch. Slowly, her limbs burning with effort, her breaths coming in shallow pants, she made it further up the tree where the leaves would hopefully hide her.

She placed her hand on her chest, feeling how fast her heart was racing. That’s when she found her necklace.

Shoot! How had she forgotten? The necklace. Ed could track her. Only .