Lies Don’t Matter
By
Julia Matthews
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I sat up
taller and continued to gaze at the elevators. Where was my Godfather? Better
yet, where was Hop. He would’ve been alerted to the raid on my home. Why hadn’t
they came for me.
“Do you
forgive me?” Raquel rested her hand on my arm.
I
knocked it off, giving her what Hop called my don’t fuck with me look. Hop and
Godfather swore it would kill the strongest person. Sure did have the skinny,
redhaired woman cringing back.
“Honey,”
Denny patted Raquel’s shoulder. “Kay - -“
“My name
is Cree.” The stupid people had no clue I’d gone through a sex change the
moment I turned eighteen. It wasn’t there business and apparently, the FBI
agent hadn’t bothered to inform them. Didn’t matter to me.
I sprang
to my feet and ran from the room. The
glass window rattled as the door banged against the wall.
“Kay,
where are you going?” Denny shouted from behind me.
“Sweetie,
what’s wrong with her?” Raquel said.
“Miss .
. . You can’t leave the room.” An officer stationed on the opposite of the door
moved to intercept me.
I
skirted from his reach, making my way down the hallway. Two steps away from the
elevator the door slid open, revealing Mr. David, the Logan House lawyer. Time might
have stood still. The sight of him took ten million pounds off my shoulder. His
head cocked and eyebrow lifted, telling me to maintain my composure.
“Cree,
you okay?” Mr. David eyes roamed over me as his hand discreetly touched his phone.
I knew
he would have a text prepared to send to Godfather and Hop. The Logan House
lawyer was more than a well-payed man. He was family. He knew what was required
for each situation before entering it.
“Yes,
Mr. David.”
“Kay,”
There was that stupid human name. If they had truly been my parents they would
have known my true name. I’d gone by it since I was fourteen. My parents hadn’t
blinked an eye when I told them that I was more male than female and that I wanted
the sex-change soon as I turned eighteen. They’d simply told me as long as my
Godfather agreed it was fine. They accepted my name change and respected me
courage for standing up for who I was.
Denny’s
grip was gentle but unwanted.
“Get
your hands off of me, or I’ll deck you.”
Denny
had enough sense to know I meant what I said. From the deep lines stretching across
his face he didn’t like it either.
“Sir,”
Mr. David moved to my side, “I’m not sure who you are, but I suggest you refrain
from touching my client.
Denny
spun towards Agent Carter, who had been leading the way since I’d woken from
the sleeping gas.
“Mr. David,”
Agent Carter huffed, “is the lawyer for Mr. Logan. I’m not sure why he is here for
Kay.”
“My name
is Cree.”
“Cree,
let me handle this. It’s what I get paid for.”
“Fine,
just - -“
Mr.
Davis’s stern look made my lips slam shut. I knew better. Oh, Mr. Davis had to
listen to me, but he’d been given orders from my Godfather and he outranked me.
“Agent
Carter, I’m also the lawyer for the Hodges family. Cree is my client. I’ve come
to retrieve her and take her home.”
“You,” Denny
pointed his finger at Mr. David, making me tense up. Mr. David was family and I
would protect him if need be.
“Just
who are you?”
“I’m her
father and you aren’t connected to my family.”
Mr.
David glanced my way. I had no clue what to say, so I tossed my hands into the
air. What else could I say. The FBI had their story and I was sticking to mine.
The two pricks wasn’t anything to me. Never would be.
Mr.
David sighed so hard his shoulder lifted and fell as he blew out his breath. “Why
would you think that?”
His calm
demurer didn’t shock me. I’d watched Mr. David during another one of the FBI scams
on Godfather. He’d never once raised his voice while he twisted the witness’ story
until the man had no clue what he’d saw.
“DNA,
test proved it. She is Kay Stone.” Agent smiled and handed Mr. David a piece of
paper.
“When
was this taken?”
“After
we retrieved her.”
Mr.
David didn’t look at me. He knew I would not have consented to such an invasion
of my privacy.
“I
doubted my client gave you permission for such a test.”
Agent
Carter stood taller, but remained silent. He knew he was caught.
“Cree?”
My name was all Mr. Davis said.
“I was knocked
out from sleeping gas.”
“Sleeping
gas?”
Agent
Carter crossed his arms. “She - -“
“First
off, quit calling her she.”
“Why?”
Denny nodded in my direction. “I gave her the name Kay Stone. Not this Cree she
is going by.”
“Fine.”
Agent Carter ended the discussion that I did not want to have in front of these
strangers. I wasn’t ashamed of what I was or had done. But I knew bigots when I
saw them. “Cree fought us when we extracted her from the safe room.”
Was kind
of proud of my standoff. I’d showed them who had the upper hand until they took
the cowards way out.
Mr. David
laid his hand on my shoulder, more of a silent request for me to remain quiet
than comfort. “Let me see if I’m following you, Agent Carter. You had a search
warrant issued for a full raid on a possible missing person?”
“Not
missing.” Agent Carter squared his shoulder. “He was kidnapped by the Hodges.”
“I doubt
that.” Mr. David glared at Agent Carter. “The Hodges were upstanding citizens,
who gave to many charities. What reason would
they have to kidnap someone?”
“They
are part of the Logan Gang. Criminal don’t need reasons.”
My teeth
scraped, creating a loud grinding that put a chill across my shoulders and down
my back. Took me a minute to regain my composure. Some of it at least. “My
parents weren’t criminals.”
“He’s
correct.” Mr. David shrugged. “The Hodges had no criminal records.”
“Hadn’t
been caught yet.”
“There -
-“
Mr. Davis’
tightened his grip on my shoulders. “Doesn’t change the facd you failed to gain
permission from Cree before you took her blood.”
“Didn’t
need it.”
“You
admit to violating her civil rights?”
“Sh- - -
I mean he is a minor. I gained permission from her parents.”
“Cree
Hodges is no minor. Not to mention you killed her parents in shoot out.”
My jaw
ached from forcing my mouth closed. My mind screamed to smack the shit out of Agent
Carter. Might have if Mr. Davis’ fingers weren’t digging into my shoulder. I’d
have fingerprints by the end of this ridiculous conversation.
Agent
Carter rolled his eyes and dropped his arms. “Just how did you find out she was
here?”
“Cree
contacted me the moment you busted down his front door. I went to her home. Me as
well as her Godfather told your agents we could get him to come out. Our offer
was squashed. We left and have been downstairs since. You refused to let me see
my client, so I went to the DA. Found out some interesting facts. After that, I
made a small trip to the judge.”
New they
hadn’t let me stay up here by myself. Nope. they’d came when I alerted them.
They’d done more than that. They’d been dealing with the rule breaking agent.
Mr.
David held out a piece of paper. “You have no right to hold Cree Hodges any
longer.”
Agent
Carter’s face paled. “I’m sorry, Mr. Stone, but Mr. Davis is correct.”
“What do
you mean?” Denny’s eyes widened, making my insides warm. Whatever game he’d
been playing had been tossed aside, or stalled at least. “She is only
seventeen. We are her parents. You have the proof those foul people took her
from us.”
I lunged
and screamed, “My name is Cree. I’m not a woman. Get that through your fucking .
. .” I let the words die when Mr. David yanked me back when he took hold of my
arm.
“Ignore
him.”
“Mr.
Davis convinced a judge the DNA test was gained unlawfully, therefore the judge
. . .”
“What
does that mean.”
“It
means,” Mr. Davis grinned, “The FBI once again became overzealous and broke the
law.”
“How so?”
Denny intense glare at Agent Carter was comical, but I forced my chuckle down. It’s
been amazing to see the entire conversation unfold. Even if the Stones’ kept
calling me she.
Once again
Mr. Davis answered for Agent Carter. “They had no valid report that Zoe was
missing person.”
Damn.
Then that meant . . . they’d stormed my home without reason. My parents had been
murdered.
“We did.”
Agent Carter’s reign on his control broke with each word he shouted.
“Where
is it?”
Mr.
Davis questions was calm and quiet, which had me stepping forward, only to be
stopped by Mr. Davis again. Someone needed to be raging war with Agent Carter. He’d
gotten by with murder. Taken my parents from me for no reason. Did that not
matter to anyone other than me. Had to, but it would come at a later point and
time. I knew it. Mr. Davis would not have forgotten about my parents. Neither would
my Godfather. He was simply dealing with the main issue. Getting me out of the
hands of the FBI.
“The
aged photo of her was seen by a citizen and was reported.”
“Hmm . .
.” Mr. Davis’ grin held no humor or any emotions. How was he so patients. I was
going out of mind. None of the day’s events made sense. Agent Carter was known
for crossing the line due to his obsession of the Logan House, but he’d never
gone as far as he had today. He’d never killed anyone. “An aged photo would not
have worked. Cree no longer holds an air of a woman. You can look at him and
see that. His hairs is cut in a military style. One nose ring and an eyebrow
pierced, not two ears pierced. What you should have done is gone to her and
requested her aid in clearing up the matter. If you assumed she was underage,
then you should have requested permission from the Hodges to take a DNA sample.
Instead you found it acceptable to take one from after killing her parents and
knocking her out with gas.”
“Denny,”
Raquel wrapped her arms around her husband’s shoulder. “What does this mean?”
“It
means,” Mr. Davis turned me towards the elevator. “Cree and I are leaving.”
“No.” Raquel’s
squeaky squill had me clinching my shoulders.
“Let’s
go, Cree.” Once again I admired how well Mr. Davis handled the entire
situation. Even though I despised how calm he remined.
“Agent
Carter, she is our daughter. You can’t let them have her.”
I forced
myself to focus on the silver door sliding opening, all but jumping through the
door soon as it was open wide enough for me to slip through. Sheltered inside
let some of the tension leave my mind, but my body did not relax. It wouldn’t
until I was out of the FBI headquarters.
“I have
no choice.” Agent’s Carter’s hand stopped the elevator door. “Mr. Davis, you
best have him at the lab first thing in the morning.”
“She
will be there at eight.”
I remained
tall until the door shut, then slumped against the gold wall. “This isn’t over,
is it?”
“Let’s
get you home. There are two worried men waiting.”
“I knew
something detained Godfather. Just didn’t think it was the law.” I ran my hand
over my face. “Did mom and dad do this?” I hated to think they did, and would
never let the law seem me questioning my parents.
Lack of
response didn’t surprise me. Mr. David never spoke freely until he was sure the
area wasn’t bugged. I had only asked to ease my own mind. Yet . . . it wouldn’t.
what would was Hop’s arms around me. And one of his long hard kisses.
The limo
pulled to the corner. Mr. Davis held the door open and I slid right into Hop’s
arms. Warmth engulfed me as he tugged me closer. “Baby, you okay?”
I mustard
up enough energy to nod before I buried my face into the crook of his neck.
“Cree,
did they hurt you?” Godfather asked, but I wasn’t sure how to answer him. I
wasn’t physically hurt, but mentally . . . confusion roared through me like
fire consuming twigs of wood.
“I’m not
injured.”
“Not
what I asked.”
“Sir,”
Mr. Davis interjected, “They did no physical harm.”
