“Wait, stop.” She yelled the words. The man threw Judi to the ground, kicking her in the stomach. “I said fucking stop it.”
She flew out of the door and paused as the man she now recognized as Rob grabbed Judi pressing a gun to her temple.
“Get inside, Lex. Stay out of this,” Judi said, sobbing. “This is my punishment.”
“That’s right, whore. This is your punishment for everything that fucker did to me.” The hand across Judi’s body was bound up. “Took my girl and I’m down fucking money. No one wants to do fucking business with me.”
Taking a step closer, Lexie held up her hands. “You do not want to do this. She’s under Devil’s protection. He’ll fucking kill you if anything happens to her.”
“Do you think I give a fuck? He rides into our county and tells me what I’m going to fucking do. This is bullshit. I want my property, and I’m taking it. Get down on the fucking ground.”
Lexie took another step and screamed as a bullet bounced off the floor near where she was stood. Lexie hoped Phoebe wasn’t close by. If the other woman was pregnant then the last thing she wanted was to put the other woman in danger.
“Leave her alone, please.” Judi was speaking through gritted teeth. Lexie hated the fear she could hear in the young woman’s voice. She wished there was something more she could do.
With her hands flat on the ground, Lexie waited for what would happen next.
“Get in my fucking truck, bitch.” She heard some commotion, movement, and then a door opening and closing.
She moved her head to the side, and she saw the guy raise his foot in the air, bringing it down on her back. He didn’t use any force, simply laid his foot on her back. “I’m taking my girl, but if anything happens, I’m coming back for you. I just want my woman and what is due me.”
When she thought he was going to drive his boot down, he didn’t. He got into his truck and drove away. Lexie then heard the sounds of bikes approaching. The car pulled off.
“Vincent, they’re here. I can hear them. Thank you so much, baby. I fucking love you.” Phoebe was talking over and over on the phone not stopping between each word.
Turning to look at her side she saw Phoebe collapsed in the doorway holding a phone to hear ear. She was crying, clearly terrified. The sound of the rumbling bikes coming to a stop made Lexie start to get off the floor. She was so terrified, and her hands were shaking. The tears were falling thick and fast. He’d taken Judi from her.
“Baby, did he fucking do anything to you?” Devil asked, helping her to her feet. Without thinking, she flung her arms around his neck.
“He had a gun. He’s got Judi, and he’s so fucking mad. I think he’s going to kill her.” The words poured out of her mouth one after the other. He pulled her back, cupping her face.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to her. I promise, baby, but I’ve got to go. I’ve got to take my boys and get her before he does something fucking stupid.”
She covered his hands where they held her face. Part of her wanted to beg him not to leave, but the sane part knew Judi would be dead if he didn’t go.
“I need you to be fucking strong for me and for little Simon.” He slammed his lips down on hers. “I’m coming back for you, baby. I love you.”
Lexie gasped. His lips were back on hers before she could say anything.
“Think about that while I’m gone. I’ve done my shit, Lex. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be home from now on.” He kissed her again, pressed his forehead against hers, and was gone. She watched him walk away as Phoebe walked up behind her, wrapping arms around her.
“They’re going to get her, and she’ll be safe, honey,” Phoebe said.
She wasn’t listening. The only people she cared about were Devil and Judi. One moment they’d been laughing having fun, and then Rob had ruined everything.
He loves me.
Lexie couldn’t think about that right now. All she could think about was the danger he and Judi were in.
Vincent drove up seconds later. He ran toward Phoebe, pulling her in his arms. “Are you all right, baby?”
“Yes.”
Going back inside the house she pulled Simon into her arms, holding onto him, hoping and praying his father would be all right.
“Devil will get her back,” Vincent said, kneeling in front of her.
“I know he will.”
He rubbed her knee offering her comfort. It meant nothing to her. She smiled, wanting to go back to an hour ago when Phoebe suggested going shopping. If they were out then Rob wouldn’t have been able to target them.