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

“Bullshit!” he roared and kicked his foot into the back of Marisol’s seat, making her cry out.

Kiesha gave the other woman a concerned glance as the truck swung across the road.

“Watch where you’re going, you stupid bitch! I should have known you would betray us! You and that stupid bitch aunt of yours! Fucking betraying me. Do you know what happens to people who double-cross me? They get a bullet to the head.”

“Hey! Asshole! She doesn’t know anything!” Georgina wanted his attention away from the two scared women in the front of the truck.

He turned back to her. “Watch your mouth, FBI bitch.”

“Your insults are so imaginative,” Kiesha said dryly.

His gun moved to her.

“Kiesha,” she warned. “Let me handle this.”

“Nobody is handling anything! Someone is going to get me answers about where my son is or you’re all going to die.”

“Why are you back now?” she asked. “It’s been months. And he hasn’t reappeared.”

If Tiger wasn’t hiding out with his father, she figured that meant he was dead. But she wasn’t going to point that out to the lunatic holding a gun on them.

Something occurred to her. Those few times she’d had a feeling of being watched, had it been him? But would he have been watching her?

“I thought you would have gone back to Texas. Don’t you have ties to the Devil’s Kings?” she asked.

“Shut the fuck up,” he snarled. “Up here on the right, traitor.” He kicked at Marisol’s seat again. The truck swerved across the road. “Learn to fucking drive, you cunt!”

Marisol whimpered.

They turned onto an old, rough road. One that obviously hadn’t been used in a while. Or whoever lived on it, didn’t want people using it so they kept it in a state of disrepair. Please let someone live down here. Someone who might see them and call the cops.

She should have stayed at the cabin. But then, if she had, Marisol would be on her own with this maniac. No, better she was here. Of all of them, she had a chance of getting them out of here alive.

“This road leads to the old Jones place,” Kiesha said. “Is this where you’ve been hiding out? What? And just waiting to grab Marisol? You know that place is haunted right?”

“Shut up, you cunt.”

Georgina wished she would heed Saber’s warning. He was on edge. “Took a long time to get you alone, bitch,” he said to Marisol as she pulled up outside a dilapidated two-story wooden home. It looked like it hadn’t been lived in for years. And yeah, she could well believe it was haunted.

“All of you, get the fuck out and don’t try to run. Or she gets a bullet in her head first.” He gestured towards Kiesha. “After all, I don’t need her.”

At that chilling reminder, they all got out and were silent as he herded them into the house then into the kitchen. There were few things inside. A blanket and pillow in one room. She guessed that was where he was camping out.

Something occurred to her as they walked through the house and into the kitchen. “How have you been surviving? How long have you been staying here?”

“None of your business, bitch.”

“You’ve been the one robbing houses around here, haven’t you?” she guessed.

He shoved her and she slid onto her hands and knees. The other two women gasped.

“Stay back or she gets it,” he roared.

She turned and tried to get back up, but he backhanded her, sending her flying to the floor again.

Fuck. She wanted to fight back. But she made herself stay still. That manic look on his face told her that it wouldn’t take much for him to open fire. And she didn’t want the other two women getting hurt. So she lay there until he kicked her. “Get up. You’re all going into the basement. I have something to do. Then I’ll be back for answers.”

He grinned. And she had a feeling she didn’t want to know how he was planning on getting those answers.

Fuck.

36

Ed rang Georgie’s phone again. It went to voicemail. Why wasn’t she answering?

“Sheriff!” Jace appeared in the doorway to his office. He was manning the phones while Kiesha was MIA.

“What is it?”

“Just got a call from Gigi.”

“Something wrong at the ranch?” Gigi lived on Sanctuary ranch with her man, Macca.

“No, she’s in the parking lot behind the ice cream shop. You need to get over there. She said that Marisol has gone missing.”

Fuck, he grabbed his jacket and rushed out. “Call Sanctuary Ranch, let them know. And get Ranger over there as well.”

“On it.”

He pulled up behind the ice cream shop. Gigi was standing there. Rob, the owner of the ice cream shop, had his arm around her and there were about five other people standing around. They all stood next to an empty parking spot. He frowned as he spotted the shopping bags scattered on the ground.

“Gigi?” he asked, coming closer.

“Oh, Ed, thank goodness you’re here.” She stepped towards him. She was shaking. “Marisol, I think she’s gone missing.”

“Okay, sweetheart. Calm down. You’re going to make yourself sick.” He helped her over to his truck and opened the passenger door. Then he grabbed a blanket that he kept in the back. He wrapped it around her. “What happened? Where was Marisol when you last saw her?”

“We’ve been shopping in town. We were just leaving and heading towards the truck, but I had to go to the bathroom. I called out to her that I’d be a moment. But then I got waylaid by Mrs. Western who was telling me about what happened to Matilda and the naked pee-pee robber.”

He winced at that nickname. That poor guy was never going to live that down. Turned out he hadn’t been attempting to break into Melanie’s place but trying to leave. Seemed he’d spent a good night with Melanie and he’d decided to sleep in while she went to work. However, she’d forgotten to warn him about Linus, her guard dog. Who didn’t like