The Debt 12 (Club Alpha) by Kelly Favor Read Free Book Online Page B

do?   Kick her out?”
    “Obviously not.”   He rubbed his beard stubble on his chin
and then went to the window and stared outside.   “It’s just bad timing.”
    Faith wanted to comfort him but she could
tell he wasn’t in the mood.   “Maybe
he won’t even find out you helped her.”
    “Somehow, I doubt it,” Chase said.   “Considering Velcro just got out of a
car and is coming to my front door.”  
    “What?” she cried out, dropping her phone
in a panic.
    Chase was already running down the stairs
to the first floor, as Faith was following behind him.   He was fast—and she couldn’t keep
up.
    Her head felt faint and she was spinning
a little from what Chase had just told her.
    Velcro was here?  
    That meant somehow he’d found out where
Monique was.   But
how?
    Chase had already opened the front door
by the time Faith got to midway down the staircase.   She heard the guest bedroom door open
and saw Monique coming out.
    “Go back inside your room,” Faith
instructed, her voice surprisingly calm, given the circumstances.
    Monique hesitated.   Her face looked pale and her eyes had
dark circles under them.   She
retreated and closed the door and Faith turned to see what was going on with
Chase and Velcro.
    “Where’s ‘Nique?” Velcro said.  
    Faith could hear the other man’s voice,
low and angry—still controlled, but barely.  
    Chase’s large body was blocking the
doorway.
    “Listen,” Chase began.   “You can’t be here right now—“
    “No.   You listen,” Velcro said, his voice getting louder.   “This is between me and her.   You got nothing to do with this, Winters .   Now
step aside, I need to see my girl.”
    “She doesn’t want to see you right now,
and this is my house.”  
    Faith stood on the stairwell, not knowing
what to do.   She was terrified that
Velcro might have a weapon.
    “Dude, you have no idea what I’m capable
of,” Velcro said.   “I will take you
out if you fuck with me.   That’s my
lady in there.”
    “If you care so much about her, maybe you
shouldn’t beat her,” Chase told him.
    “I don’t know what you’re chattering
about, Winters .   Tell Monique to come out.   I’m through talking to you.”  
    “I already told you.   She’s not coming.”
    “Fine, then.   Guess I’m coming in, bitch.”
    Velcro tried to rush through the doorway,
like he was trying to run for a touchdown.   Chase grabbed him and attempted to halt his progress.
    They began struggling ferociously, and
Faith screamed for them to stop.   She ran down the stairs and tried to stop them, but everything was
happening so fast.
    Velcro was trying to push through the
door and Chase had grabbed him in a headlock and was pulling him back outside.
    They were two very strong men, and
Velcro, although smaller—was incredibly athletic and fast.
    He pulled out of the headlock and faked a
punch.   As Chase went to block the
fake punch, Velcro scooted inside the door, bumping past Chase as if he was
executing a passing route on the football field.
    “Where’s Monique?” he said, staring
angrily at Faith.   “Monique!” he
shouted.
    Suddenly, Monique appeared at the landing
atop the second floor and looked down.   “Steve,” she said sadly.
    Faith put out her hands and tried to push
him away from the stairs, but his chest was like a rock wall and he didn’t
budge.   “You need to leave or we’ll
call the police,” Faith said.
    “Do you really want me gone?” Velcro
asked Monique, locking eyes with her.
    The woman didn’t respond.
    “She’s terrified of you,” Faith said.
    Velcro made a face of disgust.   “You don’t know shit about her or me,
bitch.”   He pushed Faith casually
out of the way and she fell on hard on the edge of the stair tread.
    Chase ran up the stairs, and when Velcro
turned to face him, Chase pulled a pistol from the waistband of his pants and
put the muzzle of the gun tightly to Velcro’s temple.
    Monique