Obsessed (The Lizzy Gardner Series) by T.R. Ragan Read Free Book Online Page B

back? Fuck Master, the African-American gentleman sitting on the couch, or my two white gorillas?”
    He laughed again. Hayley wasn’t sure if he was just plain amused by the idea of anyone screwing the two giants, or if maybe he’d called the wrong guy Chuckles.
    “What’s it going to be, beautiful? The Asian, the black, or the big creamy whites?”
    “I’m color-blind,” she said. “Yellow, red, black, white, it doesn’t matter to me—they’re all assholes. I think I’ll let you pick which of these clowns is going to lose his eyeballs first.”
    Another flash of gold teeth before he said, “I’m starting to like you, girl. You’re a mean one, aren’t you?”
    Hayley wasn’t paying any attention to him. She had checked out thirty seconds ago, already working over all the possible scenarios in her head, starting with an inventory of weaponry stored on her body: two small knives strapped to her left leg and a six-inch blade strapped to her right, a small canister of Mace around her neck and tucked into her T-shirt, brass knuckles in her back pocket, and five golden rings, literally, on her right hand. And she never went anywhere without her favorite stick, the one with the extender.
    “You’re so cocky,” Wolf said, “we’ll start with a double. My big guys don’t get much action,” Wolf said. “Take her on back, boys. Show her whatchya got. Don’t be shy.”
    “Wolf,” Kitally said, the first word she’d spoken since entering the house—a new record for her. “She just has a question. Don’t do this.”
    “You want some, too, Kit?”
    Kitally said nothing.
    “Then shut your mouth. You two bitches come around here with a fucking question, a question like that , about one of my guys, in the dead of night? Then this is how it’s going down.”
    Hayley felt how she always felt in these types of situations: invincible, like she had just learned to fly and was now soaring over Death Valley—clear blue skies, a wicked breeze, and triple-digit temperatures.
    She was pushed from behind as the two big guys in jerseys ushered her down a long narrow hallway. One giant led, the other following close enough to let her know he was excited about the sudden turn of events.
    The instant the door locked, the Sasquatch behind her interlocked his flabby arms with her elbows and held her snug against him. His big belly jiggled against her back as he talked to his friend. “I’ll hold her while you pat her down, then take her clothes off.”
    “Man, you look like you’re afraid of the bitch.”
    “She didn’t care if Trigger put a bullet through her head. I’m not taking any chances.”
    “She can’t weigh more than eighty pounds. Let her go.”
    The instant Dumbass let her go, Hayley slammed her right foot into the crotch of the guy in front of her, already gripping the Mace around her neck and spraying as she wheeled, leaving both idiots scratching at their eyes. She stepped away from Dumbass, who was now spinning in place and squealing, while the other guy fell to the floor in a gutless heap. She grabbed the desk chair from the corner of the room and wheeled it to the door, using it as an extra lock to keep anyone else from joining in on the fun.
    “What’s she doing?” Dumbass asked, his arms now waving blindly through the air, searching for her.
    “I think she’s locking us in.”
    “What the fuck?”
    She pulled out her longest blade and said, “OK, who’s going to volunteer to lose his balls first?”
    Dumbass wasn’t having any part of it. He started swinging. “You’re gonna die, bitch. You’re gonna die right now.”
    Dumbass’s twin, still on all fours like the big stupid animal he was, looked at her through one squinty eye. “She’s got a big-ass knife and she looks happy. I wouldn’t go near her if I were you.”
    He’s not as dumb as he looks , Hayley thought. She had fucking wings. She was soaring on thermals now, excited to reach a higher altitude so she could get to her