“So fucking incredible, Ellena,” Troy whispered.
“It gets better every fucking time. You got the cunja on me, girl. I never get enough of you,” Leon said then kissed her on the lips as Troy slowly pulled from her ass. Leon thinks I have some sort of Cajun spell on him, but I think he and his brothers have the cunja fer sure.
She sensed him going into the bathroom, and a few seconds later he was washing her as Leon rolled her to her side. Out of breath and exhausted, she smiled at her men.
“I’m ready for bed now,” she whispered, and both men chuckled.
“Us, too. Let me just check the house and lock up, okay?” Leon kissed her before rolling off the bed, pulling on his jeans, and grabbing his gun. She leaned up on her elbows and watched him exit the bedroom.
“He’s still worried about you. He won’t settle down until Parker is behind bars or dead. None of us will.” Troy pulled down the covers and motioned with his head for her to get underneath them.
“I’m just glad he’s here with us and not behind bars. I don’t think I can move,” she admitted and he smiled.
Troy lifted her up and held her against his chest. “I’d carry you anywhere, amour.”
He got her under the covers then joined her. He pulled her into his arms after he turned out the light.
“Go to sleep. The next two days will be busy for all of us at work, but Sunday is playtime.”
“Playtime?”
“Oh yeah, chère, we got plans for you.”
“I bet I know what plans you men have,” she said in between yawning. Troy yawned next and they chuckled at the fact that it seemed contagious.
“Oh yeah? Tell me what plans ya think we have for you.”
She snuggled up against his chest and closed her eyes. She absorbed his strong body and muscles as her lips touched his skin. “I know it involves a bed and all four of you in it with me.”
He chuckled as he caressed her back, making her feel sleepy.
“I give you that. It involves the bed, the kitchen table, the living room couch, the boat.”
“The boat?” she whispered, barely able to keep up with the conversation she was so tired.
“Making love to our woman on the bayou is my fantasy, amour.”
“Mmm, sounds nice,” she whispered. She heard Leon reenter the room and place his gun on the dresser by his side of the bed, and then he snuggled against her back under the comforter.
“Night, Deputy Rue,” she teased.
He kissed her back. Having both men in her bed, keeping her safe made her feel safe and secure.
“Go to sleep, chère,” Leon whispered, and she did just that.
* * * *
She didn’t know what it was that woke her up. Was it the fact that she was completely alone or the sound of voices coming from the living room? She had the feeling it wasn’t good as she slowly opened her eyes and got out of bed. She grabbed her robe, and just as she was about to leave the room, Troy was there.
“Hey, sugar. Get dressed, okay? And then meet me out here.”
She could tell that Troy was antsy.
“What’s wrong?”
“Just get dressed and come out to the living room. Johnny and Gustave are here.” She didn’t like the way he said that, and why would they be at her place?
She looked at the clock and saw that it was six in the morning. She needed to be at the restaurant by six thirty. She got dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and headed out to the living room. Leon wasn’t in sight.
“What’s going on?” she asked them.
Johnny looked at Gustave and then Troy.
“Well?” she asked.
“It’s Mack. Leon got a call from his partner this morning. Mack never showed up for the meeting earlier this morning than the usual overseas call.”
“What? Where could he be? Did they check his hotel room? Maybe he’s sleeping and forgot about the call. After all, five o’clock in the morning for a meeting is early. He’s probably passed out in his room.”
“They checked, honey. He never slept in his bed last night, and his stuff is still there,” Johnny said.
“What do you think?” she asked Troy.
“I don’t know. It’s not like him to not touch base with us, and he would never disappear without telling anyone.”
“Do you think someone hurt him? Are you thinking that Parker is involved?”
All three men were silent.
“Eloi and Leon are in touch with the federal agent on the case. They have men out there looking, and the local police sent out an APB on Mack because of this case,” Johnny offered. Ellena could feel the tears reach her eyes. Parker said he would hurt the men. He wouldn’t think twice about killing them. She felt her chest tighten, and then Troy was there pulling her into his arms.
“They’re looking for him, Ellena.”
“Where’re Leon and Roy?” she asked.
“Roy is leaving work in a few hours. They had numerous calls and right now they’re on a big one from what I understand. Leon is on his way to Baton Rouge to help look for signs of Mack’s whereabouts.” Just then Troy’s cell phone rang. He answered it.
“What? Are you kidding me? Is he okay?”
The one-sided conversation was making her crazy. She wanted to know what the hell was happening here.
Troy got off the phone, and his face looked white as a ghost. He looked at Johnny and Gustave who appeared just as concerned.
“What is it? What happened?” Johnny asked before Ellena could. Somewhere inside of her head she didn’t want to know the answer. She knew something bad happened.
“It’s Roy. There was a bad fire. He fell and apparently hit his head. He’s unconscious and on his way to the hospital. Thank God the firefighters helped rescue him,” Troy said then looked at Ellena.
Parker warned me. He said he could get to them. Oh God, he’s going to kill all of them.
“Let’s get to the hospital, Ellena. We’ll call Leon on the way.” Troy took her hand, and as they headed out, she grabbed her purse. Johnny and Gustave locked up her house.
“We’ll take the cruiser and get there faster,” Johnny said.
“I’ll call your sisters and the others,” Gustave said as they got into the sheriff’s truck and took off for the main hospital outside of the French Quarter.
* * * *
“What the hell do the agents think happened to my brother, Eloi?” Leon asked as he met Eloi and Jessy at the hotel Mack was staying at in Baton Rouge.
“Agent Jones is in the surveillance room now. He said they found some footage of something from the back entrance at one o’clock in the morning,” Eloi told him just as Agent Jones exited the back room with a bunch of other agents.
He shook Leon’s hand.
“Deputy Rue, I just looked over the footage from the surveillance cameras last night. It appears like three men left the back entrance. Two were holding on to the one in the middle. It appeared like they had him at gunpoint, and his head was covered with a pillowcase.”
“Fuck,” Eloi stated.
“Parker is responsible for this, isn’t he?” Leon asked even though he knew the answer.”
“I believe so. I’ve got men on it. We’re headed into the Quarter from here. Not sure where Parker is.”
“Not sure where he is? I thought you had surveillance on him?” Eloi asked.
“We did. Two agents were found dead in their truck. I tried contacting them and sent a group of men to check on them.”
“Shit, Bryer. I’m sorry,” Eloi said. Leon felt bad, too. The agents were just killed.
“We’ll deal with that when we get this whole thing figured out. I’ve got men trying to identify the two men taking Mack out of here. We’re running their plates that a side camera got. It’s a partial but my men are good at their jobs,” Bryer said confidently.
“We have to find Mack before Parker kills him,” Leon said. Just then Eloi’s and Leon’s phones rang.
They both answe
red and by the look on Eloi’s face, he was receiving the same news as Eloi.
Leon’s chest tightened. First Mack and now Roy.
“We need to head to the hospital. My brother Roy was injured in a fire he was fighting,” Leon stated.
“Oh shoot. Go and we’ll keep you posted. I hope he’s okay,” Bryer said.
“Me, too,” Leon stated.
“We’ll get there after you. I want to be here when they find a location on Mack,” Eloi said. Leon gave him a light slap on his arm and nodded his head. Eloi and Jessy were good people and good friends.
Leon rushed out of there and into his truck.
As he got closer to town and was a few blocks from the hospital, he could see the lack of parking available. He took a spot on a side street and made his way around the corner. The streets were crowded as he maneuvered his way through the crowds. Just as he approached the corner, some guys were fighting and arguing and one had a knife.
I don’t need this shit right now. I just want to get to Roy.
He took out his cell phone and called the situation into the department. They said they had a foot patrol three blocks away.
As Leon approached to calm the situation, he never saw the hit coming or anyone approach. In a flash, something hard hit his head. Stunned, he turned to see Bently, one of Parker’s security guys, before everything turned black.
* * * *
They were sitting in the waiting room trying to get an update on Roy when news came in about Leon. Ellena covered her mouth and began to cry. She couldn’t believe that this was happening. Grabbing onto Troy, she held him so tight he had to tear her hand from his arm.
“Don’t leave here. Do not go anywhere alone. He’s out there and he’s doing this. You and I both know it.”
“You need to calm down, Ellena. The agents are working on the case. They have been for weeks along with the DA’s office. Let me go find out about Leon,” Troy said. She didn’t want to let him go. She knew that Parker was responsible. Why couldn’t the feds find him? What the hell was going to happen to her men?
“Honey, it will be okay. We’re on this,” Johnny said and she stood up and began to pace the room.
Ellena walked to the ladies’ room. She couldn’t handle not knowing how Leon and Roy were and what had happened to Mack. She was nauseous and thought she was going to vomit.
Locking herself in the stall, she began to dry heave when she heard her cell phone ringing. She wiped her mouth and pulled out the phone. Ellena nearly fainted when she saw Mack’s number and picture pop up on her cell phone.
“Mack? Oh my God, Mack, where are you?”
“He’s in a safe place, Ellena. Whether he lives or dies is up to you.”
“Who is this?” She didn’t recognize the voice.
“Agent Quincy. Now. Listen to me and your men might live.”
“What the hell are you doing? Why are you doing this?”
“I’ll ask the questions and you do as you’re told or Mack is dead. There’s a gun at his head as we speak.”
She felt her body shaking. The IAD agent was a bad guy and corrupt. Wasn’t that ironic, considering that his job was to investigate corruption and not commit it?
“I’m listening.”
“Get out of that hospital alone and go to the hotel you stayed at when you were visiting here. Be sure not to get followed or your boyfriend dies.”
“How am I supposed to do that?” she asked.
“Do it or he dies.” The phone clicked off and Ellena leaned her head back against the door.
Mack was being held at gunpoint. Roy had been caught in a fire and was unconscious. They didn’t even know what happened. Leon was knocked out on the streets and probably suffered a concussion. Troy was safe here at the hospital. She needed to do something. If Parker wanted her this badly, then she was going to resolve this somehow.
She looked into her purse and saw the spray that Cherise had given her. It worked great on Dexter and sent him out of the picture. They might frisk her or something when she arrived at the hotel. She would need to hide this.
She panicked a moment, and then an idea formed in her head. She began to get angry as her mind went over the series of events in her life and the lives of her loved ones. Enough was enough. She had never been a damsel in distress. She raised her sisters, she built up a great restaurant, and she found love for the first and last time in her life. Some piece-of-shit wannabe gangster was not going to ruin her future. She was born and raised in the bayou. If he wanted to see tough, then tough he would get.
She placed the small sprayer down her shirt between her breasts. Being well endowed would pay off today. Now, she just needed to get by Troy, Eloi, and Johnny. If she could escape before her sisters arrived, even better.
Taking a deep breath, she exited the bathroom. Looking around, no one was in sight. The stairwell was to the right and she took the opportunity to escape.
She would give her life for the men, but they were not going to have to give their lives up for her.
* * * *
“Well, how did I do?” Agent Quincy asked as Parker sat in a chair overlooking the streets of town. He had a view of the hospital and all the tourists around. Police cars were pulling up at the hospital now.
“Not bad, Agent Quincy. You’ve been the best money I’ve spent thus far.” Parker looked at Bently who kept a straight face.
Mack was moaning.
“I’ve done more than my part, Parker. Where’s my pay? I want out of here before the feds start sniffing around,” Quincy stated.
Parker nodded toward Bently, and Bently walked over toward the suitcase, reached inside and took out an envelope and placed it into an inside pocket of his jacket. He then placed a pair of black gloves onto his hands.
“Well?” Quincy asked.
“Bently will walk you out.”
Quincy looked at Parker then Bently, and Bently smiled as he escorted the agent to the door. As they reached the door, Quincy grabbed the knob. Bently pulled out a thin piece of wire and wrapped it around Quincy’s neck. Quincy struggled, but it was no use as Bently tightened his hold and the wire dug into his neck. Bently strangled him.
“Put him in the bathroom for now,” Parker ordered as Bently lifted Quincy up and dragged him to the other room.
Parker smiled as Mack stared at him appearing angry and shocked but also defeated. That was exactly why he did this in front of him.
Parker walked closer to Mack who was tied to a chair with his mouth covered in tape.
Parker stared at him.
“I’m going to kill you,” he whispered.
Mack growled and struggled to get free.
Parker laughed. “But first, I’m going to let you watch me fuck Ellena on that bed.”
He watched Mack’s eyes roam over to the big queen-sized bed and then back to Parker. Mack was red in the face, and the veins by his temples and forehead looked about to explode.
Parker smiled wide then looked at his watch.
“I’d better get ready. My woman will be arriving any minute.”
Mack began to rock in the chair and struggle to get free, but the binds were too tight.
“Calm down, Mack. This is the way it has to be.”
He grabbed onto Mack’s shoulders and stared at him.
“Blame it on your fucking brother. He got the feds and the DA on me. They blew the whole deal I was working on. They nearly caught me in the act. But you see, I’ve been keeping an eye on you, your brothers, and all your friends. I know that federal agent is on the case and giving free info to that sheriff friend of yours. But I’ve got people, Mack. I win. I win because I ruin all your lives and I get the girl.”
Mack roared through the tape, and Parker could tell this was killing him.
“I’m going to have her in front of you.”
“It’s time boss,” Bentley interrupted.
Parker looked at his watch. “Go meet her downstairs. Be sure she’s alone. Have the others con
firm that she wasn’t followed.”
“Will do, Parker,” Bentley said then walked out the door.
Parker walked over to the small bar and poured himself a drink. He took a sip of brandy and then walked over to the mirror.
“Ellena has a great body. Big tits, firm, round ass. She’s a real beauty. Believe me. I know women.” Parker unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt and ran his hands through his hair.
He sighed as he stared at himself.
“I’m a good-looking man. I can get any piece of ass I set my eyes on. But that Ellena, she does something to me. Instantly made my dick hard.” He chuckled.
“I guess you and your brothers know what I’m talking about. It was you she was with that night when my guys attacked you. I wasn’t expecting you to be such a fighter, Mr. Executive. It was you and Leon who fucked her in this hotel that night even though I felt her up in the spa. She’s thickheaded, but I love to break in a thickheaded woman, if you know what I mean.”
Mack stared at Parker. Parker could see his image in the mirror. He turned and looked at Mack.
He walked over to him and made an imaginary gun with his hand and stuck his finger against Mack’s head as he stared into Mack’s eyes. It gave him such satisfaction to know he got to him and his brothers.
“You’re going to watch me fuck her over and over again and just as she comes and shows me how good of a whore she really is, Bently’s going to put a bullet in you and you’re going to die with that image of your woman fucking me.”
Chapter 15
“Where could she have gone? What the hell was she thinking?” Troy asked as he paced the waiting room.
“Keep the women out of the hospital. I want them all guarded, Gustave,” Johnny said into his cell phone.
They were all panicking as they searched for Ellena and got an update on Roy and Leon.
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