“Sir,” one of the men he hired as a lackey to help him keep his lives separate said. “She left the tittie bar with two men, looked like they were related, big and bad looking. If I had to guess, I would say military.”
“Was it them?” he asked quietly, feeling the rage beginning to build. Team TEN had fucked everything up, almost brought him into the light, but he was smarter, and pulled back instead of being a dipshit like one of his partners was. Personal revenge had no place in business. And to him, this was business. However, that team had fucked with his business, so if they were involved, he was going to take care of them once and for all.
“No, neither of them was Team TEN,” the man said quickly. “I just meant they looked like they were formerly in the military.”
“Doesn’t matter, we need to figure out who they are, do we have anything?” he asked.
“Tommy has a camera in the parking lot, waiting to see if we got a license plate,” his man said and he nodded.
“I am not going to tell you how important it is to find her. We can’t afford to wait, we are three months behind in shipments, and no one wants to make a move unless we know we are secure,” he said.
“I know,” his man said. “I will keep you updated.”
“Do that,” he snapped then turned to look out the window.
*****
Jimmy B paced the strip club floor now that everyone was gone. The police had come and taken everyone’s statements. He was pissed because one, he had to speak to the police and two, the woman of his dreams has disappeared with two men. This was unacceptable. She was his.
“Jimmy,” Tommy came back into the room, hustling to his side and said, “I have the license plate, you can have it first. I will wait for a few days and then call the police. Should give you enough time to find Miss Kitty. When you do, make sure she calls me, I need to get publicity out of this.”
Jimmy glared at the little man and said, “If I find Kit, she will be by my side, not a stripper anymore.”
Tommy swallowed a few times and said, “So we have a deal?”
Jimmy stared at the man without any expression, he waited until the little pathetic worm was squirming and looking like he was going to throw up. Then he said, “Yes, we have a deal.”
Chapter Five
Kit lay on the bed in the smallest room in the cabin because this is where she ran and hid when they had pulled up to the cozy cabin in the woods outside of Nederland.
Neither of the men had stopped her once they had entered into the cabin to check things out. Kit had been silent, standing in the doorway waiting for one of them to actually talk to her. But they were silent, checking supplies, and talking to each other. With a scream of frustration, Kit had stomped to the furthest room down the hallway and slammed the door, locking it behind her. Thank goodness, it was a bedroom, sitting in a bathroom or a closet would have sucked but she would have done it. She hadn’t paid attention to anything in the cabin except for the hardwood floors and gorgeous woodwork.
The bedroom was obviously for a single female; it was painted a pale yellow, and had white wash trim, making it feel a little countrified. The comforter was flowered and bright, but dusty, so whoever the female was she hadn’t been here in a long time. It was also obvious the room was once one for a child, since it had a small bookcase with several children’s books, stuffed animals, and happy pictures of flowers. Kit wondered if the woman was a relative. There was also a small dresser that was empty and well worn, and a closet, which held spare blankets and sheets that also had dust on them.
Now, hours later, she was questioning her intelligence. She was dirty, tired, and hungry. Kit had cleaned up the room as best as she could, trying to make sure she had a place to lay down that wasn’t gonna make her sneeze all night. Now she wanted a shower and a change of clothes. She had heard the men discussing that, but she hadn’t been asked her opinion or what she needed, they just did what they wanted apparently, making her more pissed off when she thought about it.
Everything she needed was just beyond the door but she was too pissed off to actually ask for it. Why should she, she didn’t ask to be kidnapped. Hell, she didn’t ask for anything. They had just taken her, now, a normal person would assume that an explanation was in order. However, the drop dead gorgeous Rambos obviously didn’t think that. Nooooo, they thought they could just ignore her and she would sit happy and let everyone figure out her life. Not gonna happen, she thought. They needed to know that too.
With a huff, Kit stood, stalked to the door, and opened it quickly, stepping out into the hallway. It had been hours but she had heard at least one of them in the cabin with her at all times.
“Hey, Rambo!” she yelled and the one who had driven the truck stepped into her line of sight and was frowning.
“Rambo?” he asked.
“Whatever,” she yelled. “I am going home.”
“No you aren’t,” he said calmly.
“Yes I am, call me a cab,” she demanded with her hands on her hips. “I have an appointment tomorrow I cannot miss.”
“Sorry to tell you, babe, gonna miss that appointment,” Tank said.
“I can’t,” Kit said, stomping her foot.
“Babe, shower is across the hall. Sonny went to go and get some clothes and food. Then we will talk okay?” Tank said.
“No not okay,” she snapped and looked at the bathroom door. It was appealing though, a shower. She felt like a two-bit whore after a long night on the streets. Trying to decide what to do, she stood there staring off into space when she heard the front door open. Kit jumped and ran back into her room. They found her, she thought and panicked.
*****
“What the hell?” Sonny said when they heard a loud noise coming from the back of the cabin, right in the room where Katherine was now.
Tank shrugged and followed his brother when he walked down the hallway to the small bedroom their sister once had. There were only three bedrooms in the cabin. The large main bedroom, the second largest, which the boys used to share, and then Philly’s. That was where Katherine had holed up when they got there, instead of trying to talk to them, they allowed her time to process what happened. She had been freaking out. To be honest, neither of the men knew how to handle her when she was like that so they had just made sure she was safe in a locked room where no one could hurt her.
Sonny frowned when he leaned into the door. They could hear something, which sounded like the little dresser that was in the corner of the room being dragged across the floor in front of the door.
“Katherine?” Sonny called, knocking on the door. Immediately there was silence as she paused what she was doing. There was a pause before they heard.
“Yes?” she called out in a cheerful voice.
“What is going on in there, babe?” Sonny asked through the door.
“Oh…uh,” Katherine said hesitantly.
“Babe,” Sonny said impatiently and tried the door, which was locked. “Let us in.”
“Give me a few minutes,” she called loudly, then they heard the movement again, but this time it was louder and Sonny wasn’t standing for it.
“Babe,” Sonny called. “NOW!”
The door flung open and Katherine stood there with her hair messed up panting heavily. His brother pushed open the door and they saw the dresser now against the wall, instead of the window, which it had been for the last fifteen years.
“Uh, babe, why are you moving the furniture?” Sonny asked, folding his arms across his chest.
“Oh, well the window has such a great view, I thought I would move it so I could see more,” Katherine said brightly.
Tank walked over to the window and opened the curtains that she has obviously not done, because the view was of a rock mountain wall the cabin butted against. The only bedroom with a view was the master one.
“Yeah,” Tank said. “Nice view.”
Katherine stared out the window and then said, “Shit, fuck, damn it. Fine, I heard the do
or slam and thought they found us so I was barricading myself in the room.
Sonny looked at the dresser that was probably fifty years old, it was only waist high, and empty, a child could have moved the thing. In fact, there wasn’t anything really in the room to use to barricade her in safely, and she would have been stuck if there was a fire or something because the window was close to the rock wall, and only a small child could fit out it.
“Babe?” Sonny said, looking at the ceiling trying not to laugh. Tank didn’t have the control to hold it in and burst out laughing.
“You think my fear is funny,” she said indignantly.
“No, I think you trying to use that old piece of shit dresser as a barricade is funny as shit,” Tank said and Katherine folded her arms across her chest, pushing her breasts up higher and making both men stop laughing and stare at them.
“Whatever,” she said and flung out her hand. “I am showering.”
The men smiled as she stomped through the room and slammed the door to the only bathroom they had. At least it was modernized and big, Tank thought.
*****
Kit leaned against the door and groaned. She hadn’t been thinking correctly. When she heard the loud noise, she had just reacted. When was she going to stop making an ass out of herself in front of these two, hot, gorgeous men? Damn, every time she opened her mouth something stupid came out. It was ridiculous. Finally taking in her surrounding, Kit was pleasantly surprised with the bathroom, or maybe she hadn’t actually looked close enough at the cabin when she had stormed in. She only had the room that she locked herself in to gage what the décor was like, there was a possibility she had been wrong.
The small room had looked like it hadn’t been used in a long time. It wasn’t as updated as the bathroom. The fresh, pale green paint and the checkered wallpaper looked like it was fairly new. She smiled, there were three sinks on the long counter. She wondered why the hell they needed three sinks, but it worked for her. The toilet was in a small separate room that had a door to the left when you walked in, and against the far wall and corner, there was a huge tub and a separate enormous shower. Holy shit, she thought, they were made for the giants in the other room, that was the only explanation for the large showers.
Grinning, Kit began stripping her clothes and went to the tub, turned on the hot water, and waited. It gushed out and felt wonderful. Searching the bathroom, she found some bubble bath under the sinks and she almost clapped and cheered aloud. Thank goodness, a female had once stayed here. Pouring the cherry blossom scented bubble bath into the water, she stepped back and looked in the mirror for the first time since she had entered the room. She had deliberately ignored the large mirror over the sinks and thank God, she had.
Her hair was sticking out in a wild and untamed style, it was probably from the hairspray she had used for the show and then being tossed around, grabbed, and flung over one of the Rambo’s shoulders. Her pasties were barely hanging on to her breasts and she grimaced when she pealed them away and threw them into the trash. Her make-up, which was always heavy for a show, was smeared and rubbed partially off. Basically she looked a fright, and it sucked, because now she realized the two hottest men she had ever met had seen her like this and they probably thought she was nuts. Great! Another thing she was going to kill Tommy for, little fucking hobbit was on her shit list in bright red for the fucking costumes, he required her to wear.
Kit stepped into the deep bath and sank in with a sigh; it was heaven. The heat from the water instantly soothed her frayed nerves. After turning off the water when the tub was full, she slid down until she immersed her head in the water then held her breath as she untangled her hair slowly with her fingers. There was no shampoo in the bathroom so she was going to have to make do. It was a long process, Kit had to come up for air several times and then sink back in. It was her final time when she stayed down the longest, making sure she took a deep breath before going back under.
“Fuck,” she heard a man’s yell muffled by the water then two hands grabbed her and pulled her up. “Sonny!”
“Wh…” Kit sputtered when the man pulled her up, she didn’t open her eyes because of the suds that were flowing down her face; it already burned a little. Trying to untangle her hands in her wet hair so she could clean her face off, she was very aware of the fact she was currently standing buck ass naked in the bathtub with her hands over her head tangled in her hair, which would have probably made her large breasts push out to whoever was staring at her. Also, she was aware of the strong male hands that held her under her arms as she slipped a little trying to get her balance.
“Tank, what the fuck?” Sonny yelled loudly from she assumed the doorway.
“She was under the water,” Tank yelled. “For a long damn time too.”
Kit froze as she heard what Tank had said; he interrupted her bath because she had been underwater?
“What the fuck, babe?” Sonny said and she felt a towel move over her face wiping the soap out of her eyes gently. When she opened them, two very concerned sets of eyes were on her.
Kit glared at both men then yanked her hands out of her hair quickly and covered herself the best she could, one arm over her breast and her other between her legs turning to the side so they couldn’t see anything. “I was washing my hair you asshole, what the hell did you think I was doing? Swimming?”
Tank stepped back and had enough decency to look embarrassed. “You were underwater for a long time, sweet thing. I thought maybe everything had caught up with you.”
The light in Kit’s head finally went off and she yelled loudly, “You thought I was trying to kill myself? Are you kidding me? Get out!”
Sonny laughed then turned around, patted his brother on the shoulder, and said, “Should have told her you wanted to see her naked instead of that, it would have gone over a lot better.”
Tank grimaced and pointed to the counter. “Yeah, so here are some of the clothes we bought you, thought you might need something clean. I knocked but no one answered.”
“The door was locked,” Kit yelled.
“Yeah, but I can pick any lock.” Tank smiled at her and she glared at him and then growled.
“Out!”
“Oh yeah, sorry,” Tank said and left the room.
How did her life become completely out of control, Kit fumed then plopped back down in the bath and let the water splash over the edge in frustration. Idiots, she thought then went back to getting herself clean, she really needed to get a handle on the situation and fast.
∞ ∞ ∞
Chapter Six
“Tell me you are just as fucking affected by her as I am,” Sonny groaned and shifted his pants a little to ease the pressure of his straining cock. The damn thing had been hard for hours with the thoughts of what he wanted to do to the little fiery redhead.
“Well, duh,” Tank said and sank down on the leather sofa he and his brother had picked out when they redecorated the cabin. The only room they had not touched was Philly’s. The rest of the house had been completely gutted after their parents had passed away. Their fathers had left instructions in the trust for the cabin to make sure they turned it into a place for them. Philly had wanted no part in it, so Sonny and Tank had done it.
They had revamped the whole place, the walls were now rustic stone, and the floor freshly redone hardwood. When you entered in the front door, it led right to the large living area, with a huge fireplace across from it as the centerpiece of the room. The soft black leather sofa and chairs were arranged in front of the fireplace. Instead of moving an entertainment center for the television, the guys had one built with the same rocks around the fireplace. A huge flat screen television hung over the mantle. It was masculine yet homey.
To the left was the kitchen they had redone in stainless steel and black. It held a small eating area as well in the corner, which opened out onto the deck that overlooked the town from their perch. The master bedroom also shared the deck with their own doorway. In the winte
r the view was amazing when it was snowing, so peaceful and quiet, you could relax completely up here. Unfortunately, there were still a few months before the first snow would hit.
The master bedroom held a huge supersize bed, and was decorated in deep reds and golds, neither of the guys used that room, they had talked about it and knew what they wanted out of life so neither would sleep in there until they found their wife. Instead, they shared the other bedroom like they had when they were growing up, only they had bigger beds, no pictures of racecars on the walls. Now it was masculine with browns and greens. Both of them liked it, but this was the first time in years they had been here together. The last time was just after their parents had died and they were making plans to redecorate. After that, their schedules didn’t mesh so they would use the place separately.
They had electricity ran up the mountain but they also had a generator in case they had a storm. All in all, the place was a little hideaway for them to use when their lives got intense, like now.
“I wasn’t expecting this yet,” Sonny said and ran a hand through his hair. “I have to finish this case, and who knows how long it will last. I mean it could take a while.”
“Yeah,” Tank smiled. “But like the dads said, when you meet her it will change your life. I knew the moment we laid eyes on her. Didn’t you? It was like something clicked man.”
“Me too, but we have a lot of talking to do and seriously, we need to find out exactly what she knows. Because you and I are supposed to be going undercover on Monday, and we are in no place to protect her right now, you know it and I know it,” Sonny said.
“Maybe, but this is could change everything, Sonny, I mean there is no way we found her and are gonna leave her to wolves. Someone wants to kill her,” Tank said.
“We have a mission,” Sonny said and looked at Tank. “Even though we feel a connection, we don’t know if she is the one.”