Chapter Ninety-Five:
My mother took my hand and kissed it softly. “Baby girl…” She was cut off by a loud knock on the door.
Tasha opened the door and was shoved aside as a big burly looking man shoved his way in the room he moved to the end of my bed and glared down at me. “What did you do to my men? Where are they? What are you playing at? We just want your help and here you are and almost all my men are missing!” He scanned the room and found nobody a threat and turned back to glare at me.
“You’re the one who sent them to kill my husband and kidnap me?” I asked softly.
“They weren’t supposed to kill your husband, they were supposed to use him to get you to help us. We need the night back. You don’t understand, with your comfortable life, with that god damn golden spoon in your pretty
