Daughter of a Gun ➟ Reece Bibby ✔

chapter twenty eight

Next morning I got a text from Richard. "Found two of the bastards." he said. "Who are they?" I asked. "One of them is surprisingly Daniel." he replied. Daniel was Blake's partner in every task. I usually did tasks with them as well and we were a compact team. The two of them were a perfect match and worked together like two pieces of puzzle. I couldn't believe he was this kind of guy but there we were. "And who's the other one?" I asked. "He's one of the old mates. I'll take care of him myself. I'll let Daniel on your hands." he replied. "Okay, thank you so much, Rich." I told him. "One more thing: You sent me 3 numbers. One of them is still unidentified. I'll let you know when I find out who it is. My bets are that it's also an oldie." he added. "Alright, you deal with those fuckers while I beat Daniel's ass. Bye." I texted him ending the conversation.
I took my keys and headed to the living room. "Hey babe." I said as I saw Reece. "I gotta meet Blake today so I'll have to go home. See you tonight, okay?" I said taking a seat next to him on the sofa. "Did anything happen?" he asked. "No, nothing. I just need to see him." I said. "Okay, then see you tonight." he said kissing me softly.
I pulled up in my house's garage and went inside. "Blake I've got some genial fucking news! Get your bitch ass downstairs now!" I exclaimed taking a seat at the kitchen island. "What do you want?" he said enter the kitchen. "Well well well. Your dear partner, Daniel, is sending death threats to my boyfriend. I thought you should know this before I beat the devil out of him." I said taking up my keys and leaving the house. I knew exactly where Daniel lived. "Oh, and if Reece calls you tell him I'm with you. Thanks cousin!" I said throwing a faux smile while heading to the garage. Daniel lived down the street so it didn't take me long to get there. I knocked on the door and his mother opened. "Hi, is Daniel at home?" I asked friendly. "Yeah, he is." she said. "Daniel, come here please, someone came to visit you." she shouted. She knew me so she didn't ask why I was there. "What the fuck are you doing here!?" he said when he saw me. "Outside, now." I said firmly. "What do you-" he tried to say but my slap cut him off. "Who do you think you are to threaten my boyfriend like that, huh?" I said. "How do you know it was me?" he asked. "Oh, boy, I've got my people. You either apologise now or after I break half of your bones." I told him, standing my ground. "Apologise for what? I don't see anything wrong with what I-" he got cut off again by my punch. "You better watch your words!" I said. "Or what?" he said full of himself. I don't remember him being like this but it made it pleasing to punch him. "Screw you, Jefferson." I said as I kneed him in the balls. He crawled in a ball because of the pain; perfect opportunity to hit him with my legs. I had no mercy on him. He somehow managed to get up and grabbed my hair. I was quick enough to grab his wrist and turn his arm around enough to break it. His face was full of bruises and so was his body. Now he had a broken arm as well. It seemed enough for me so I decided to leave him alone. "This was for trying to come for my boyfriend. If you try that again, it'll cost you your life." I said going to my car.