Teased(63)

“What does this have to do with King?”

“He came running from our apartment building like the mother did today with the same look on his face. He was terrified. He yelled at all three of us, saying we could have been killed.”

“Did he pay attention to any one of you in particular?”

“No, he just took us back to the playground and gave those boys hell. Scared them all into running home.”

“Is that all you remember?” Colton asked.

“I think so. I think he said something to Sawyer, but I don’t remember. I couldn’t hear him very well because Callie was crying so hard about losing her doll and I was holding her, but Sawyer heard because I saw her say something back. He left after that. But Colton, after that day, no one bugged us again. When those boys saw us again, they would always go inside.”

“Vida, what do you know about your father?”

“Not much, my mom got pregnant when she was fourteen, had me when she was fifteen. My dad was seventeen. They lived together until I was born then he went back to his family. She said he was killed in a car accident, driving an expensive car his parents had given him for leaving us.”

“Goldie told me the same thing. What do you know about Sawyer’s father?”

“Sawyer’s mother and father were married, he was killed when Sawyer was a baby. That’s why her mother was so overprotective. She hardly ever let Sawyer out of her sight. Do you think King could be her father and that her mother lied? That could be another reason for her over-protectiveness.”

“I don’t know. Did Callie ever talk about her father?”

At that, Vida rolled her eyes. “She didn’t even know what a daddy was until we explained it to her when she was four-years-old. But I can’t imagine King touching Callie’s mom, could you?”

Colton shook his head. “No, even I hated the bitch, what little I knew of her.”

“He couldn’t be Callie’s father. He wouldn’t have watched how Callie was treated and not step up, would he?”

“I don’t know. His sister’s death hit him hard,” Colton answered, running his hands through his hair. “If what we’re thinking is true, Digger may have found out that one of the three of you is King’s daughter.”

“I’ve seen pictures of my dad, Colton. I really don’t think King’s my father. I kind of look like my father, from the pictures I’ve seen.”

“Then it has to be either Sawyer or Callie. Callie is in the ground where no one can touch her anymore. If it’s Sawyer and Digger finds out, or already figured it out, you won’t be getting her back.”

Vida tried not to cry, but was unsuccessful. Her fear for Sawyer overcoming her desire to stay strong. Colton pulled her onto his lap. “I’ll call King. We’ll have to get him to tell us the truth. It won’t be easy, Vida.”

Vida nodded her head, trying to get her emotions under control. “You finish putting up the groceries while I call King.”

Colton was still on the phone when she finished putting away the remaining groceries so she started doing the laundry. She gathered some of Colton’s and her own clothes and started a load in the washer.

She returned to the living room to find Colton still talking into the phone. Vida could tell from his face it wasn’t good news. Disconnecting the call, Colton picked up his bike keys.

“What’s wrong?”

“King isn’t answering his phone. I called the club; he’s not in his room and no one as seen him since last night. Ice called and said we need to get over to the clubhouse,ed the oporunity of her movements to slid downut from underneath Colton having no intention of having sex with him but Colton now.”

“Sawyer?” Vida asked, frightened.

“He didn’t give me any info, just told us to hurry.”

Vida rushed to the door with Colton behind her. Colton didn’t drive recklessly, but he didn’t stick to the speed limit, either. She prayed the whole way there that they didn’t get pulled over. A parole violation was the last thing they needed right now.

Colton pulled in front of a large building on the outskirts of town with a large number of motorcycles out front and parked his bike at the back of the building. Taking Vida’s hand, they walked to the backdoor. Knocking, it took only a minute before a large woman with grayish, black hair answered the door. Her frown turned into a smile as she opened the door wider and jerked Colton forward into a hug.

Vida laughed when the woman tossed him aside and punched him on his arm.

“You pussy, just now coming to see us, and you been out a few weeks.”