Chapter 23

Greer

We arrive at the Country Club fifteen minutes before Dimitri and are seated in a corner. If we didn’t have to be on the lookout for Dimitri, I would’ve dragged Spook into the nearest closet or bathroom and ravaged him.

He looks delicious in his gray pinstriped suit with teal dress shirt underneath. He’s left the top two buttons undone and a dusting of his chest hair is showing. I can’t take my eyes off him fantasizing about what I want to do to him when we get back to the safe house.

“Greer.” Spook’s gravelly voice brings my focus back to the present.

“Sorry.” I whisper.

“Don’t be sorry just cool it. My dick is straining against my zipper and it doesn’t feel all that comfortable.” I giggle. “It’s not funny. My dick could have permanent teeth marks.”

“Fine, I’ll stop having this panty-melting fantasy of you between my thighs and your tongue consuming…” Before I can finish there’s a screeching noise in my earpiece.

“Goddamnit, Greer. I’m your father and don’t need to hear what you want Spook to do to your girly bits.”

I can’t help but laugh and Spook joins in. “Sorry, I forgot we weren’t alone.”

“Sure.” He huffs. “A black Town car just pulled into the alcove.”

“Got it.” I glance up from the table to Spook. “You ready for this.”

He nods. “Are you? He’s your demon not mine and I can control my rage until we have him out of here.”

“Yeah, I got this. Big picture, he’s taking away and never released.”

“Yeah or he’s captured and never found again.” He says viciously.

I shake my head. “Need you in my life and not behind bars. Conjugal visits aren’t really my forte.”

I watch as Dimitri struts to a large round table in the center of the room. Seated are eight men in expensive suits with their security detail standing watch throughout the room. I take a glimpse around me and spot at least ten guards.

“We’re majorly outnumbered and we’re going to have to wait until some of the men clear out before we can get our hands on him. These men are heavily protected.”

“Unless, he gives us an opportunity.” Spook mumbles.

We sit for the next forty-five minutes taking in the men and trying to decipher what their conversation entails.

“His car just rolled back around.” My dad speaks in my ear.

“Someone needs to take out the driver.” Spook grumbles.

A husky feminine voice answers. “I got this.” The driver won’t know what hit him after Tasha’s done.

Ten minutes later, the driver has been replaced with Tasha and Dimitri is saying his farewells. “He’s on the move.” I inform the others.

We watch as Dimitri leaves with a guard at each arm.

When the rest have cleared out, Spook and I take our leave. As we exit the building, I see the taillights of Dimitri’s car and watch as my dad, Mauve and Rose follow.

Spook and I quickly make our way to the other SUV we drove. I hop in the back making quick work of getting out of this fancy ass dress and replacing it with jeans and a black tee. My boots go on next and then I strap my gun belt on my thigh and the other around my waist.

I crawl into the passenger seat and pass Spook a .44 Magnum and he places it on his thigh.

Instead of Tasha pulling over into a deserted parking lot, she drives back to the rental where hopefully Mad Dog and his crew were successful in breaching.

***

Mad Dog

Entering the house was a breeze compared to dealing with the four guards in the house. They had the advantage of knowing the layout. We were blind, but we accomplished our task.

All four men were zip-tied and carted off to County since we found more than we could handle. In the basement of the house, we found six girls. Their ages range from fourteen to eighteen.

We’re about to place them in the SUV to head to the hospital when I get a call from Rudy. Greer’s crew decided not to stop, but to bring Dimitri and the two other guards back to the house.

We rush frantically back to the house to sit and wait for them to arrive. Precisely, four minutes later there is a buzz from the intercom in the kitchen. Chase races over to open the gate and limit suspicion.

I give the hand signal for them to keep their eyes open when the front door creaks open. I peak around the corner as a guard helps Dimitri take off his overcoat and hangs it up.

Dimitri is steadily rambling on about his meeting and the potential that this new venture will bring in. He’s oblivious to the men surrounding him gradually from every side.

As he strides to the sitting room on the right, Chase and Ryker pounce on the guards, covering their mouths and dragging them back towards the front door. When they reach the door, Spook sneaks in with Greer, Rudy, Tasha, Mauve and Rose on his heels.

Tasha holds the door as Ryker and Chase struggle to get the men under control. She follows behind them out the door.

Greer makes eye contact with me and I nod in the direction down the hall. She places her palm on her 9-mm and stealthily makes her way towards the sitting room with us following.

Reaching the doorway to the room, I see Dimitri staring out the back window with a glass of honey-colored liquid in his hand. He’s still blathering when Greer clears her throat and his body tenses.

“Well, Dimitri. You seem to be moving up in the world of low-life’s.” She says wistfully.

Dimitri turns slowly towards her and tries to hide the anxiety taking over his body. Sweat begins to bead on his forehead as he gradually sets down his drink.

“I wouldn’t make a move for the gun under your jacket.” Greer commands. “So where’s mother dearest?”

“Ah, is that all you’re concerned with?” He stands straighter pushing his shoulders back and puffing out his chest. “Your mother is of no worry to me anymore. I gave her the job of finding you and when she couldn’t, I sent her away. I don’t have time for someone holding me back and wasting my time.”

“Good for you.” Greer clips. “I’m sorry to inform you that your future business endeavors have been put on hold.”

“Not possible. Everything is moving forward just the way I planned it out to.”

“Stupid, stupid man. I guess you don’t notice all the men and the few women behind me.” He looks over her shoulder and visibly gulps. “Yeah, you see the man with the skull cap on. He’s with the Feds and I’ve been collaborating with him for the past few months gathering enough evidence to send your ass away for life.”

“You might have petty allegations against me, but you don’t have anything that will stick.” He says cockily.

I step forward. “You’d be surprised the kind of information you can get from loyal guards who face just as much time in prison as their boss. But color me surprised when we invaded this house and found the under-aged girls in your basement.” I hear Greer gasp beside me. “Once we get their statements and the rest from the two guards we just took into custody, your days of being King Pimp are over.”

I watch as realization hits him. “You can’t fucking do that. I have people in my pocket that will never allow for you to take me in.”

I pull a black book out of my back pocket and turn it from side to side. “You mean the contacts in this book. Well, before you can be fingerprinted, the Feds will emerge on them as well. You should have plenty of company to keep you entertained for years.”

“Greer, you let this happen and I will make sure every video and picture I have of you will be released.” He bellows.

Greer laughs in his face as she steps closer to him and places the end of the gun to his forehead. “You already did that and I’ve seen them all. I could care less if you try to pollute my reputation anymore, because once the source is leaked and your ass is rotting in a jail cell, how creditable will you be? If anything, you might have a few more years slapped to your sentence.”

Before I can detain Dimitri, Greer hauls back and hits him in the back of the head with the butt of her gun. I watch as his eyes drift shut and he slumps to the floor.