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and all he knows is illegal.”
“You're
wrong.”
Grinning,
he looked at me, proud of having shocked me. “My dear Lilly, sweet innocent
Lilly. Your dear old dad is one of the most notorious gang leaders in all of
Europe. Yeah. A leader who cheated the wrong guy.”
I
stared at him as he patted my cheek.
“A
man who cheated me.”
Chapter 9
“ H ow many years were you at the convent?” Rial
said as if chatting with a long lost friend.
“Over
twelve years.”
He
cocked a brow. “Twelve years. That’s a long time.”
“I
guess.”
“So
who contacted you while you were there? Who sent Christmas cards? Who called
to wish you a happy birthday?”
Was
he trying to rub in the fact that I had no one all that time? “No one ever
contacted me. I never knew my mother, I have no siblings, and before going to
the convent, all I had was my father.”
“Twelve
years in a convent, and you never had contact from anyone… anyone from the
outside world? No uncles, no aunts, no grandparents? Forgive me, but I find
that hard to believe.”
“You
can talk to the Reverend Mother, soeur Anne, soeur Beatrice… ask any one of the
nuns and they’ll tell you I never so much as got a birthday card.”
“I
know your father can be a heartless piece of work when it comes to business,
but I don’t believe he’d completely abandon you like that, but I can understand
your reluctance to share that information with me. After all, we’ve just met,
right?”
I
shook my head, but said nothing.
“So,
look what I’ll do for you. I’ll give you a few minutes to think about it, a
few minutes to consider the consequences of your decision. Who knows? Maybe
you’ve blocked it out. Maybe you’re angry with your father for not visiting,
so you’ve shut him out completely. Hey, I know these things can happen
sometimes. So, take some time to think it over. Then I’ll come back, and
hopefully you’ll have a better answer for me; a more satisfactory answer. You
got that?” He clapped his hands and looked at the goons still at my side.
“Take her to the storage room.”
“What?”
I screeched as the men grab my arms and dragged me away. “Wait. What are you
doing?”
One
of the men opened a heavy metal door and shoved me inside. I fell to the hard
stone floor, and before I could get back on my feet, they slammed the heavy
door shut, leaving me in the dark.
The
chill of the room quickly wrapped around me, leaving my skin goose bumped. I
pulled my arms to my chest in an attempt to retain what little warmth I had,
but before long, I was trembling from the cold. I had no idea how much time
passed. At times I bundled up and sat on the floor, at times, I leaned against
the door listening for signs of life and for a solid ten minutes, I felt my way
around the room, hoping to find some outlet.
But
when the door finally opened again, I was blinded by the light that flooded
in. All I saw were the imposing silhouettes of the two goons as they walked
in. I cowered back into the corner.
They
disappeared in the shadows, but I could hear them approach. I wanted to scream,
if for no other reason than to release the growing sense of panic that
overwhelmed me. A hot stale breath brushed my cheek and as I turned to it, a
firm grip took a hold of my hair and jerked my head back.
“Has
this past hour helped you remember any contacts?” Rial’s voice was more
menacing than before and I knew my answer wouldn’t please him.
“I
was never contacted by anyone,” I said.
The
fist on my hair tightened and jerked me forward before pulling me back up
again.
“You
know why I don’t believe you, Lilly?” Rial whispered in my ear. “While we
haven’t found Anthony Cooke, we did find his cell phone. Does that surprise
you?”
I
shrugged. “What makes you so sure it’s my father’s.”
“Because,
I know.” He chuckled into my ear. “You
“You're
wrong.”
Grinning,
he looked at me, proud of having shocked me. “My dear Lilly, sweet innocent
Lilly. Your dear old dad is one of the most notorious gang leaders in all of
Europe. Yeah. A leader who cheated the wrong guy.”
I
stared at him as he patted my cheek.
“A
man who cheated me.”
Chapter 9
“ H ow many years were you at the convent?” Rial
said as if chatting with a long lost friend.
“Over
twelve years.”
He
cocked a brow. “Twelve years. That’s a long time.”
“I
guess.”
“So
who contacted you while you were there? Who sent Christmas cards? Who called
to wish you a happy birthday?”
Was
he trying to rub in the fact that I had no one all that time? “No one ever
contacted me. I never knew my mother, I have no siblings, and before going to
the convent, all I had was my father.”
“Twelve
years in a convent, and you never had contact from anyone… anyone from the
outside world? No uncles, no aunts, no grandparents? Forgive me, but I find
that hard to believe.”
“You
can talk to the Reverend Mother, soeur Anne, soeur Beatrice… ask any one of the
nuns and they’ll tell you I never so much as got a birthday card.”
“I
know your father can be a heartless piece of work when it comes to business,
but I don’t believe he’d completely abandon you like that, but I can understand
your reluctance to share that information with me. After all, we’ve just met,
right?”
I
shook my head, but said nothing.
“So,
look what I’ll do for you. I’ll give you a few minutes to think about it, a
few minutes to consider the consequences of your decision. Who knows? Maybe
you’ve blocked it out. Maybe you’re angry with your father for not visiting,
so you’ve shut him out completely. Hey, I know these things can happen
sometimes. So, take some time to think it over. Then I’ll come back, and
hopefully you’ll have a better answer for me; a more satisfactory answer. You
got that?” He clapped his hands and looked at the goons still at my side.
“Take her to the storage room.”
“What?”
I screeched as the men grab my arms and dragged me away. “Wait. What are you
doing?”
One
of the men opened a heavy metal door and shoved me inside. I fell to the hard
stone floor, and before I could get back on my feet, they slammed the heavy
door shut, leaving me in the dark.
The
chill of the room quickly wrapped around me, leaving my skin goose bumped. I
pulled my arms to my chest in an attempt to retain what little warmth I had,
but before long, I was trembling from the cold. I had no idea how much time
passed. At times I bundled up and sat on the floor, at times, I leaned against
the door listening for signs of life and for a solid ten minutes, I felt my way
around the room, hoping to find some outlet.
But
when the door finally opened again, I was blinded by the light that flooded
in. All I saw were the imposing silhouettes of the two goons as they walked
in. I cowered back into the corner.
They
disappeared in the shadows, but I could hear them approach. I wanted to scream,
if for no other reason than to release the growing sense of panic that
overwhelmed me. A hot stale breath brushed my cheek and as I turned to it, a
firm grip took a hold of my hair and jerked my head back.
“Has
this past hour helped you remember any contacts?” Rial’s voice was more
menacing than before and I knew my answer wouldn’t please him.
“I
was never contacted by anyone,” I said.
The
fist on my hair tightened and jerked me forward before pulling me back up
again.
“You
know why I don’t believe you, Lilly?” Rial whispered in my ear. “While we
haven’t found Anthony Cooke, we did find his cell phone. Does that surprise
you?”
I
shrugged. “What makes you so sure it’s my father’s.”
“Because,
I know.” He chuckled into my ear. “You
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