Redemption:Slick Rock 18(6)

By: Becca Van

One thing he was glad of, however, was that he and his best friends were no longer her doctors. That would have been an ethical nightmare.

But no matter what she did, or how often she turned away from them, Camden, Axel, and Phoenix weren’t going to give up.

Enya was the woman of their dreams.

She just didn’t know it yet.

Chapter Two

Perry watched the sexy bitch from the shadows in the alley across from the supermarket. When he’d first spotted her in the diner, he’d been mesmerized by her beauty. It had taken him a long time to make up his mind about what to do. He aimed his revenge in her direction when he realized he couldn’t go after the main instigator. It wouldn’t be a hardship since he was attracted to her, too.

His family had been ripped apart because of that slut and her friends, and here she was strolling down the street of the small Podunk town as if she didn’t have a care in the world. He’d spent most of his childhood in the care of the state and being shoved from pillar to post each time he’d been taken from one foster care family to another. His life had been a living hell and he was going to make sure she paid for what she’d put him through. After losing another job, his longtime girlfriend had kicked him to the curb and taken off with his son. It was all those bitches fault, and he was going to make sure they paid one way or the other.

Enya didn’t deserve to have a share in a successful business with those other sluts. None of them did as far as he was concerned. And indirectly she was the reason he’d been fired from the security job he’d had three months ago. When he’d seen the power had been cut at the diner a while back he hadn’t done anything to alert the authorities to a suspected problem. How the fuck was he supposed to have known that a power outage could have been because the power supply had been cut? He wasn’t a fucking mind reader. He’d been trying to find a way to get his hands on the deaf cunt, but he couldn’t see a way to get to her. If she wasn’t at the diner, surrounded by other people, those three men she was screwing were with her. He sighed with frustration and rubbed the back of his neck. The only way he could see he was going to get his revenge was to go after one of the other women. The pale, white-haired bitch had recently hooked up with the new deputies, so it looked like he’d have to take her out of the equation, as well. That left Enya. She didn’t have any men in her life that he knew of and since she lived alone, she would be easier prey. One way or the other, all those cunts were going to pay for having a hand in destroying his life.

Perry inhaled the last of his cigarette before dropping the butt on the ground and squashing it under his boot as he exhaled. He shoved his hands in his pockets, and after making sure no one was watching her or him, he strolled down the street as if he didn’t have a care in the world.

He didn’t give a fuck about anything but getting to that bitch. He ignored the suspicious looks he got from the locals and followed Enya from a couple of hundred yards behind.

Every time she turned to glance over her shoulder, as if she was aware she was being watched, he lowered his gaze. He was wearing a Stetson and knew there was no way she’d be able to see his face since the brim shaded his features.

Luckily, he’d been able to get another job at the scrap metal yard outside of town. The old guy who owned the place had jumped at the chance to hire him on. After a week of giving him the rundown on how to run the junk heap, Arnold had left for an extended vacation to Austin, Texas to visit his daughter.

Perry didn’t give a fuck why the old guy was gone, he was just glad he had. Little by little he was selling off the scrap metal and making a shitload of money. By the time Arnold got back from visiting with his daughter, he hoped to be long gone and have a hefty bank account balance. Once he had his revenge, he was going to live the high life.

He slowed when Enya did and ducked behind a large tree trunk. Since there was no one else on the street, if she caught sight of him, she would be even more wary than she already was. Thankfully, she didn’t see him and she opened the small gate to the older style weatherboard home, and hurried up the steps.

When she entered the house, Perry chuckled and rubbed his hands together. Now that he knew where she lived, things were going to be a hell of a lot easier.