Free The Cain Conspiracy by Mike Ryan Page A

would think he was a monster now, and he wasn’t sure if she’d be wrong. He realized he took it too far.
     
    Heather had taken the next few minutes to get Tommy somewhat stable and help him back on his feet. She was sure he had some broken bones and probably a concussion. She wasn’t really as concerned about his well being since he was a major jerk, but didn’t want anyone dying because of her. As soon as he was able to stand on his feet, she hurried him to the door to prevent any other problems. Not that Tommy was looking for anything since he now knew that his opponent could easily have killed him and was not close to being a match for him.
     
    “You can consider yourself done,” Tommy painfully whispered. “You’ll never work again in this town as long as I can help it.”
    “Just go,” Heather replied, shoving him out the door.
     
    She knew he wasn’t just giving an idle threat as he knew all the owners of the major clubs and would badmouth her to the point where she’d have to work in run down joints that hardly paid anything of substance. She closed the door behind him and sighed heavily as she wondered what she’d do now. Cain turned around to face her, somewhat shamefully, as he waited for her to snap at him. She looked at him a little differently now, seeing what was inside him, as opposed to just half an hour before that when it didn’t seem like he was capable of such a vicious beating. Neither person said a word, both waiting for the other to start the conversation, as Heather slowly walked to the couch. She sat down on the couch, still not quite believing what she just witnessed. Cain could see the hesitation she now had with him and attempted to alleviate her fears.
     
    “I, uhh,” he started. “I apologize.”
     
    Heather didn’t respond. She wanted to but just didn’t know what to say. She leaned on her side, with her hand on her head, her arm being supported by the couch. She looked at him and could see how remorseful he was. He didn’t look like a man who was proud of what he’d just done.
     
    “If you’re having second thoughts about anything you don’t have to worry,” Cain stated. “I’ll let Sanders know I told you to stay away. He won’t give you any problems.”
    “Sanders is the least of my problems now,” she said with a laugh. “Tommy was right. He knows all the major players in this town. He’ll make sure I don’t work again. Looks like I’m unemployed now.”
    “I truly am sorry.”
     
    Cain was certain Heather didn’t want to be near him anymore and started to make his way toward the door.
     
    “Hey,” Heather shouted.
    “Yeah?” Cain replied, turning around.
    “I really wasn’t worried about him. I was worried about you.”
    “I really wasn’t in any danger.”
    “I know. That’s what I was worried about. You made it look so easy.”
     
    Cain nodded and turned back around to head for the door. He put his hand on the knob before Heather stopped him again.
     
    “Where are you going?” she asked.
    “Back to my place.”
    “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
    “Like what?”
    “Like me.”
    “You still,” Cain started to say.
    “I’m not afraid of you,” she responded, trying to calm his fears. “I know you were only trying to protect me. And I really am thankful and grateful for that.”
     
    Cain nodded his head in reply, not wanting to actually say words in response.
     
    “The fact is that nobody’s ever defended me like that before, or at all really,” she stated. “It felt kind of good that you were there to protect me. I just got kind of scared at how far you were taking it.”
    “I guess once I got caught up in things,” Cain started. Heather interrupted him before he could complete his thought.
    “It’s OK. Really. You don’t have to explain anything. Really, you don’t.”
    “OK,” he relented.
    “I guess I saw what makes you so valuable to Sanders, huh?”
    “I guess so.”
    “Where’d you learn all