When it was time to go, that’s when we brought out the big guns. I went back out to me ride and came back with the little bag I’d kept hidden. Inside was a child’s size denim jacket with our name and logo and with the words Honorary Member since six-fourteen emblazoned on it.
Of all the shit we’d done, this seemed to pull her out of the gloom. She lit up like a midday sky and her smile was all that was needed to tell us that our day was going to be okay. “Can I wear it now, please, please, please?” She turned to her mother who had tears in her eyes.
“Come let me help you baby.” Shit Donna, don’t break now that’ll just send our girl back a step. I said that shit silently, but she pulled herself together and helped her little girl pull her arms through the jacket sleeves.
When she was done Steph took one of her hands and one of mine and looked up at me with the bravest little face and said ‘I’m ready’. Shit, now I wanted to cry. That look alone helped assuage any lingering guilt I had over Dwayne’s end. She shouldn’t have to be this brave for this fucking reason.
Okay Blade suck it the fuck up and do what you have to do. I think, the asshole’s lawyer, asshole number two, had tried to get us blocked from the courtroom or some shit. I’m not sure, but that was the word on the street. He hadn’t had any luck with that and even of he had I would’ve found a way.
We took up position in all the key places we were gonna need to be for her to see us. She’d been told to look at either: Stryder, Deke, D’Angelo or me during questioning. If the judge was any kind of human he would put her at ease while she was up there and keep the defendant from pulling any scare tactics. In other words he would warn the fuck not to even fucking look at the kid.
She started out a little shaky, but midway through, that steel shone through. She answered the questions from the cross examination like she wanted to smash the fucker’s face in; typical reaction of a nine year old being made out to be a liar. I’d told her to think of him like a grown up trying to get her in trouble for shit she didn’t do and it worked. She did everything but call him a fucking liar, and the look on her face was priceless.
Dwayne the fuck was sweating bullets. Nothing he’d expected of this day was panning out. His last hope was either one of two things, that she would either be too scared to testify or that the man he’d hired from inside to take her out would do the job and he would walk. The fucker was done.
She spoke with such conviction in her little voice that only a cold- hearted villain would find untruths in her words. By the end of that first day we pretty much knew it was in the bag.
We’d set up a kind of after-party at the local fast food place so she could unwind after her ordeal. Holly was gonna be there for sure and Jake was bringing his wife and kids. Slash who I didn’t even know was married, decided to bring his little boy along as well.
Now that the hard part was over, we wouldn’t be spending as much time with her as before but we weren’t exactly going to disappear out of her life either. She was already in therapy, which had been set up by us; and she knew how to reach me at anytime night or day. With all the necessary safeguards in place, we’d be moving on to the next case. Hopefully that would be a long time coming because it was getting harder and harder not to off these fuckers on sight.
As it was, Dwayne wasn’t going to live out the week. After his sentence was handed down and Stephanie got the justice she deserved, he was set to have an unfortunate accident in his cell. It wouldn’t be the first time a child molester had been torched behind bars and I doubt too many people would lose sleep over it. I sure the fuck wasn’t going to that’s for sure.
Chapter 18
I rolled out of bed after fucking the shit out of Lily in the middle of the day. It was her off day and she’d hood winked me into cake tasting or some shit and the deal was if I went through with it she’d let me do anything I wanted to her. Hey, I’m not above using that shit to my advantage.
She wobbled her way to the bathroom after an intense bout of balls deep stroking that had left me raw, so I could only imagine what her little pussy was feeling. It was a good day.
I headed downstairs to see about dinner since neither of us was in the mood to go out.
The doorbell rang and I opened it up to see two of my guys standing there. “Come on in guys…uh give me a minute.” My girl was in the shower and I’m just fucked up enough to feel a way about them being here while she was naked.
I headed up to the shower and eased the glass door back. I stood there grinning for a minute because she was belting out some old song at the top of her lungs. “Baby.”