Shay sat in the chair across from Luke’s desk wringing her hands. It was more to keep her occupied that anything. A nervous tic her father would be furious with her over. It was not something ladies did.
But she was nervous. Not of Luke, at least not anymore. She was nervous about how these men thought they could do to keep her safe. Shay had seen the club owner. Saw the evil in his eyes. She had been no more than horse flesh to him. He didn’t see her as a human being.
Luke had been right about her dad. He would have swept this under the run as if it had never happened. It hurt when Luke said there wasn’t a word about her k********g in the newspaper or news, though it wasn’t exactly surprising.
She was getting so sick and tired of him and maintaining his image. His daughter had been
