The Lyon Trilogy (32 page)

"We set for Cyrus's deal
this weekend?" Jared went back to the bike he was working on as the others
followed suit.

"Yeah, shit I forgot this
shit became what it did."

"You mean the fact that
everyone wants in?"

"Yeah." I wiped
grease from my hand and looked over the sweet ride I'd just put the finishing
touches on.

"That's a lot of fucking
people and you know what can happen when we ride deep like that."

"It'll be fine, besides
your folks and the chief are tagging along."

"Yeah, my dad will be
tagging along, on his bike, probably high the whole fucking time; fuck my
life."

They broke up with laughter because
apparently it was funny to have a pothead doctor for a father; one they thought
was cool because he was always supplying them with that shit.

"I catch any of you fucks
encouraging his shit I'll hand you over to Elena."

"Cold bro cold, you know
we're all afraid of your mom."

"Yeah remember that when
you're thinking of encouraging her husband to get high while he's riding a
hog."

"Got you, no getting
sweet with your old man though I gotta say dude..."

"Don't wanna hear it, now
I got a fucking headache."

The Lyon

"Colt, thank you for
this, this is....I don't know what to say."

"It was your girls Cy I
had nothing to do with it it was all mom and Kat."

"This is too much and
that headstone, you can't tell me that thing is only worth two grand."

As a matter of fact it was
worth fifteen but he didn't need to know that.

"Didn't the guy tell you
they were having some kind of crazy sale?"

He gave me a look like he knew
I was full of shit which I pretended not to notice as I looked around at the people
who had travelled with us. There had to be a good sixty or seventy people here,
the ones who stayed back were watching the kids or the business but everyone
had pitched in in some way or the other. Mom and Kat had come up with the idea
of a small service which had just ended and now we were having a picnic under
the tree that Cy had chosen to shade his wife.

I'd made arrangements to have
the grave tended bi weekly and her favorite lilies placed every Sunday, I'd at
least let Cy have a piece of that but the marble headstone which the women in
my life assured me was the best the place had to offer I'd kind of swindled him
on. After putting a bug in the owner's ear I'd got him to agree to lie to Cy
about the cost, the fuck did he care as long as he was getting paid. Until
today Cy had only seen the headstone online so he hadn't noticed the gold
lettering or the two angels that again mom and Kat had commissioned. I wasn't
about to argue with him about it it was done as far as I’m concerned.

"Thanks son."

"Don't mention it."

We stayed there pretty much
until the place closed to give Cy some time with his Becky because who knows
how long it would be before he got back this way again.

Back home we were back to the
wedding bullshit but at least there'd been some progress and I'd stopped
wanting to strangle Elise's annoying ass. That could be because ever since the
BBQ I'd been feeding her a steady line of bullshit which eventually made her
throw in the towel and tell the girls she couldn't work with just me so they
were gonna have to pitch in. Score! Now all I had to do was find that one thing
that would make her run screaming from me so that all I would have to do is
show up and say the words which is what the fuck I said in the first place.

"Babe what's all this
shit?"

"It's the gifts for the
wedding party."

"The who what?"

"The groomsmen and the
bridesmaids and maid of honor and stuff."

"They get gifts?"

She rolled her eyes at me and
went back to her gift wrapping.

"If you'd listened to
Elise you would know this stuff."

That was my cue to shut the
fuck up; I started to walk back out the room the same way I came but I caught
her leering at me with that special gleam in her eye. Lately she's been kinda
amorous it was to the point where my dick was almost raw; I wasn't gonna stop
that shit though, fuck no why would I?

"What're you looking at
baby?"

"My sexy husband to
be." She was eyeing my shirtless torso like it was a meal. I ran my hand
over her name and likeness on my side as I winked at her.

She grinned and blushed before
tossing the box she was wrapping and charging me. She took me down right there
on the living room floor; I held my hands above my head and let her run the
show. My jeans were unbuckled and off and she had her lips wrapped around my
cock meat before I'd taken two breaths.

"Fuck baby." I
looked down at her and the look on her face, fuck me, she was enjoying the fuck
outta this.

"Upstairs." I knew
this mood and the hard floor was no place for the fucking she was about to get;
no sense in bruising her precious skin.

We made it to the bed with her
over my shoulder but as soon as I put her down she was on my dick again.

"Turn around babe."
I helped her straddle my head and pulled her pussy down to my mouth so I could
tongue her. Her ass has been feeling extra nice lately like she'd gained a
pound or two which was alright by me, more for me to hold onto.

When she pulled off my cock I
knew she was ready but I still let her do her thing.

She turned around and impaled
herself on my extremely hard cock.

"Angel I didn't breed you
did I?"

"No why?" She looked
at me with a frown.

"Because lately you've
been horny as fuck."

"It's the tattoo; I think
it did something to me."

She went back to riding my
dick as I played with her clit making her pussy squeeze around me as we shook
the bed.

It didn't take Jennifer and
James Rossetti long to get the memo with the new letter heading. I'm such a
bastard I had my team of lawyers working on the name change; it might take some
time but it will be done. I wanted everything done by the time of our wedding,
which thank heavens I'd finally been completely relieved from having to help
plan; that could have something to do with me telling the organizer chick that
I wanted buckets of Rolling Rock as my centerpieces. I had to hear about that
shit from the women in my life for three whole fucking days. I almost gave in
but I held out, that chick was fucking annoying. With that out of the way I
could focus on the Rossetti fuck ups and whatever the fuck they had coming my
way.

So far there's only been a lot
of empty threats and bullshit over the phone; after the first few calls from
both of them I let all the others go to voice mail. That would be nice evidence
for later if I should need it. I had my guys on high alert where Kat was concerned
although she had no idea what was going on. On the off-chance they'd lose their
fucking minds and decide to go after mom or one of my sisters I had dad and
Emery on alert as well. Dad didn't think they'd have the balls to do anything
but I wasn't so sure; I know crazy when I see it and these two were fucked.

Now it's a nice quiet evening
after work and my girl and I are bustling around the kitchen together making
dinner. It's one of my favorite times of our day; just the two of us no one
else around; we can be totally focused on each other doing something we both
enjoy.

"Pass me the garlic press
babe."

"Thanks." I got the
press and a smooch for good measure; other than our time spent in bed I love these
relaxed times with her. We turned off the phones, turned the music down low and
just enjoyed each other. Later after a nice meal together we'll watch some TV
or catch up on some paperwork before one of us got frisky which didn't take
much. We were usually in bed by ten the latest but funnily enough we never went
to sleep until much later.

Little Miss Kat

Wedding plans are coming along
just fine; Colton thinks I don't know he pulled a fast one with the planner to
get out of doing anything but we've always known that's the way it would go; I
won that bet beating Elena out by a nose. I won't tell him that his boys were
in on that action though. I've been floating around here for the past few weeks
in total heaven; I'm in love with my ring it's the most flawless thing I've
ever seen in my life the cut is called empress or something like that I looked
it up; I know it's about ten carats but I have no idea neither do I want to
know how much it cost. He'd had the words Lyon’s Angel forever inscribed inside
how sweet was my guy huh? 

Mom has been singing a
different tune lately as well now she's Colton's biggest ally; dad's smile is a
little less strained these days also. As for Colton's family well let's just
say they've all been exceptional even Daniel who is a complete riot when he’s
high. I've hardly been out without Colt since that night of the whole James
thing at the bar restaurant; there were a few times here and there and yes he'd
gotten better about it but I didn't fool myself for a second that I had the all
clear. Now the girls are talking about a bachelorette party and I'm not sure
how well that's going to go over but we'll see; things have been really smooth
between us lately and I don't want to rock the boat. Maybe the fact that his
mom will be there might make it go over easier like I said we’ll see.

The office is kind of quiet
today everyone's in the shop in back because of this crazy order Grimaldi
placed that has to be filled like yesterday. Colton has been cussing up a storm
all morning and I thought it prudent not to tell him my old buddy was having a
field day making him crazy. He keeps calling me for updates on Colt's frame of
mind and cackling like the demented derelict he is whenever I told him he was a
mean old buzzard. Who’d have thought him and I would become such good friends
after our first encounter; it's really strange but between him and Cyrus I'd
filled my grandpa quota. Colts grandpa was also a sweetheart but he kind of
scares me a little; even though I only met him a few times and the others claim
he was the nicest guy in the universe I found his hawk like visage a bit
intimidating.

 Grim as I fondly call
Grimaldi these days was always sending me little gifts, which made Colt see red
and grumble for hours. Nothing inappropriate of course for all that he loved to
tease Colton every chance he got that he was going to run away with me I happen
to know that he's crazy about his wife of thirty eight years; he just so loved
to get a rise out of Colton and Colt was an easy mark for him too.

"Babe stop daydreaming, I
have to make a run to pick up some parts we need the guys are in the back but
it's kinda loud back there, not that I'm expecting anything to happen but keep
your eyes and ears open okay."

"Stop worrying I'll be
fine." It's a wonder he got anything done the way he's always busy
worrying about my safety. The truth is I haven't thought of my experience in a
long time; each day with him made the horror recede further and further away.
My days and nights are filled with only happiness; well except for the
occasional spat when Colton and I got on each other's nerves. But really, life
had become something completely unexpected; instead of the dark stormy days of
fear I'd come to envision for myself I was loved and cherished by an amazing
man who is willing to move mountains to keep me safe. His love has made all the
difference; I would never have imagined my life becoming this when I made the
decision to move here. Jared was still the same big brother he's always been
and now I have Colt and his family as well; life couldn't be better.

   It was almost
lunchtime and I suddenly had a hankering for a turkey club with lots of mayo
maybe on sourdough bread. Usually Colton would run out and get it for me if no
one else was heading out since this particular place didn't deliver this far
out but they had the best homemade bread. I'd have to borrow one of the bikes
that the guys used to run around on but I could be there and back before I was
missed I'm quite sure.

 I saw Cyrus coming out
of the shop as I was sneaking off the lot; I raised my hand to wave but before
I could do anything something hit me from behind and I went down hard but still
more confused than hurt. I heard Cyrus shouting and running as I was thrown
into the back of a running vehicle which took off in a peal of burning rubber.
Now fear kicked in and my heart raced out of control as I tried to make sense
of what had just happened. I realized that somehow during the melee when I'd
been knocked to the ground whoever had taken me had tied my arms behind my
back. I looked up from the backseat where I was laying and saw wild hair and a
scruffy jaw. It almost looked like that James guy but not; he looked rather
rundown since the last time our paths had crossed.

The Lyon

My phone was going crazy I
wonder what the hell the guys could be having problems with now that they all
needed to be calling me at the same time.

"Hold on a minute Dennis
I think I should answer this but get your guys started loading that stuff in
the meantime."

"Sure Colt." He
whistled for his guys to get a move on while I answered the phone. "Jared
what the fuck?"

"Get back here Colt
someone took Kat."

"The fuck you say?"

 I heard bees buzzing
that's the only thing that registered in my head; why the fuck was I hearing
bees buzzing? Then I realized it was my mind and not actual bees. I don't
remember walking to my truck and getting in I just heard Dennis calling after
me and someone cursing as I pulled out at high-speed. There was shit falling
off the back of my truck but I could give a fuck.

I made it back in record time
my whole crew was standing around outside ready for battle. I jumped from
the~truck and composed myself before I did or said something regretful; it was
no one's fault I had to keep telling myself that. They were not responsible for
keeping watch over her, they were all at work in the back; they all knew she'd
been in the office alone but in the end it was not their responsibility. With
my arms folded and legs spread apart I addressed them.

"What the fuck
happened?"

 Cyrus started talking
seems he was the one that'd seen what went down. By the time he was finished I
was way beyond pissed and well into homicidal territory. Motherfuck me when
will it end?

"Are we calling the cops
Colt what about Drake?"

"Nah Jared I know who
took her, mount up."

From the description Cyrus
gave me I knew who it was.

"I couldn't get to them
in time boss I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault
Cyrus, it's okay, I know who took her."

"So we're gonna go get
her now?"

"Not you you stay
here."

"But..."

"You know how she feels
about you, she won't want you to get hurt, you stay here, I'll go get her I'll
bring her back I promise."

"Rossetti." It was
all I needed to say for my boys to know what was about to go down. I'm not sure
if he'd made it out of the city with her but I was pretty sure he was working
on fumes and not thinking too clearly and all because of me. She's in danger
because of me. Only heaven knows what torture she's going through right now. I
couldn't think about that now that shit would destroy me, I had to get her out
first and there was no doubt in my mind that I would get her back and when I
did I was never letting her out of my fucking sight again.

I didn't even try to hide my
approach just walked right up to his door and kicked the shit in; I heard feet
moving quickly and followed the sound. He was sitting in his home office
looking a little rough around the edges, there were scratches down one side of
his face; good my girl had got in a shot.

"Where is she
James?"

"Who?"

He fidgeted a little and moved
around some papers on his desk, my boys filed in behind me. I saw the fuck
swallow in fear before he tried to man up.

"Do not fuck with me,
where the fuck is my woman?"

"Why would I know where
your little bitch is?"

"Mistake number one, I'll
ask you again, where the fuck is she?"

I walked around his desk and
grabbed his scrawny neck in my hand; it took everything not to snap that shit
right then and there but if he'd stashed her somewhere I'd never find out if I
killed him the fuck.

"I don't know what you're
talking about I haven't seen the little tramp since the last time
we....met." He smirked at me and it was then I realized that he was on
something.

"You're fucking high you
piece a shit, where the fuck is she and no more bullshit or I'll end you right
fucking now."

"I'll make you a deal,
you sign over your shares of my family's company and I'll tell you where I
buried her alive." He grinned at me and I had to check Jared who had
started forward.

"You didn't have enough
time motherfucker and I don't negotiate with assholes but I'll tell you what,
you tell me where she is and I'll let you live. You don't tell me in the next
thirty seconds and it's bye bye."

I put pressure on his throat
and squeezed.

"Tie this fucker to the
chair I'm gonna have some fun with this shit before I finish him." Inside
I was as scared as I'd ever been in my fucking life; what if he was telling the
truth and he'd buried her somewhere or worse yet what if she was in the
clutches of his demented sister? I had to get him to talk.

Jared did the honors of tying
his arms and legs to the chair while he struggled ineffectively.

"Sure you don't want to
talk jimmy, this is your last chance."

"Fuck you, I'll give you what
you want if you give me what I want."

"Search outside
boys."

They spread out around the
outside of the house while I stayed behind with our prisoner.

I walked around the room looking
for what I needed, as I neared the door I heard a muffled sound coming from
down the hall, leaving him tied to the chair I went looking for where it came
from.

She was tied spread eagled on
the bed; her arms and legs tied to the posts all she had on was a camisole and
some underwear. Looks like I got here just in time.

I took the gag from between
her lips.

"Did he touch you
baby?" She shook her head no. My baby was scared as fuck.

I untied her and hugged her to
me taking in her scent, now I could breathe again, fuck.

I covered her in her torn
clothes that looked like he'd ripped them from her body. Then I took my tee
shirt off and put that over her for extra coverage.

"Colton."

"I know baby I'm right
here, just hold on for me okay, you sure he didn't hurt you?"

"No I think......"
She started to shake and my guts hurt; I had to bite my tongue to keep from
screaming out my rage. I helped her off the bed and into my arms and walked
down the hall and out the door to my truck.

Using our special whistle I called
the guys in; I walked a little ways away from her so she couldn't overhear.

"Burn it."

"What about him?

"What about him, he
stays; wait until I get my woman outta here."

"Right boss."