Embracing His Syn Read online A.E. Via (Nothing Special #2)

Categories Genre: Crime, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Nothing Special Series by A.E. Via
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
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Ro squinted his eyes, giving Syn a peculiar look, as if he were trying to figure out what was different about him.

“What?” Syn said nervously. He opened the door to their large office, noticing that most of the team was already there waiting on their assignments. God and Day were marking off names on the white board. He plopped down in his chair, fidgeting with some files on his desk. Ronowski leaned casually against the side of his chair, staring down at him. Syn huffed, trying to hide the chuckle that was just underneath his grin. “Why are you looking at me like that Ro?”

Ro smiled back at him. “No reason, you just look, um. I don’t know ... happy, I guess.”

“Oh he’s happy alright,” Day yelled across the spacious area.

Fuck. Here we go. Syn knew Day wouldn’t keep his mouth shut.

“Sarge is very happy.” Day turned to look at him. “He feels like a fuckin’ room without a roof, don’tcha Sarge?” Day gave him an exaggerated wink and Syn just barely resisted the urge to dump his trashcan all over the top of Day’s desk. He settled for flipping him off.

Ro cut Syn some slack and got back to their case. “Ms. Pain is not a male basher – well not as bad as some of those BTNSers. She admits to trying to scare Furious by chasing him off the road with her car, but claims she wouldn’t have hit him.” Ro's voice was thick with sarcasm.

“Bullshit!” Syn snapped.

“Calm down, Syn. We’re gonna nail this,” God said walking over to them. “What’s she saying now?”

Ro turned to look up at the big man as he practically stood on top of Ronowski. Syn thought God was closer than was strictly necessary to ask his questions. He was so close that Ro could lay his head on God’s chest if he wanted to, but whatever.

“She’s scared right now and willing to cooperate,” Ro told them.

“Is she willing to cooperate regarding the ecstasy dealer?” Syn asked.

“Only one way to find out,” Day said, scooping up the file on his way toward the door.

When they made it back downstairs to interrogation, Sasha’s lawyer was talking quietly with her. All four of them filed into the small room and Syn was itching to put his hands on the woman. He had never struck a woman in his life, he was raised to be an honorable man, but he would shake the fuck out of this one. Sasha needed some sense shaken into her.

She looked at all of them as they took their places. “When can I get out of this room? I’ve been here all morning.”

“When we’re done,” Syn said dryly.

“My client has not been officially charged and she’s been here going on forty-eight hours.”

“I wouldn’t be so eager, counselor. Your client has already confessed,” Ro said, sitting directly in front of the petite attorney. “We’ll get to the charges. But we need to talk with you about where you bought the laced drugs. We may be able to get you a good deal with the DA, if you give us the information on the ecstasy dealer.” Ro softly patted Sasha’s shaking hand. “If you’re cooperative, Ms. McIntyre, the DA will probably let you plead to a lesser charge and drop the attempted vehicular manslaughter.”

“Lady Jay killed those guys, not me. I actually tried to stop her. I didn’t try to kill Furious; I was only trying to scare him. He humiliated me!” Tears were flowing down Sasha’s cheeks. Syn couldn't believe the ease some people had with explaining away their bad behavior. Why did people think breaking the law was no big deal? This woman couldn’t be that damn stupid.

Syn tried not to growl, but when he thought of those headlights barreling toward Furi the other night, he was having a hard time controlling his anger. “Save the tears, princess. No one here is buying it, not even your own fuckin’ lawyer.”

“Excuse me, Sergeant Sydney. But, I don’t–”

“Shut up.” Syn put his hand up cutting off the lawyer’s unwelcome rebuttal. He wasn’t in the mood to hear it. “Give us the name of the X dealer or you’re gonna be up shit creek without a paddle. Look at it this way. Since you’re so anti-cock now, where you’re going there’s a huge goddamn shortage of them.”

Sasha bit on her bottom lip while her lawyer whispered something in her ear. “I can give you Furi’s husband’s name. He paid me to give him Furi’s work and home addresses, because he’s after him. I think he wants to hurt him. He promised the other girls of BTNS that he’d help Lady Jay if they helped him.”

“We already took care of that bastard. I don’t give a fuck about him.” Syn braced his hands on the table. “I just can’t figure out why you agreed to do all this to Furious when he was the only guy who never fucked you. Your little bullshit clique claims to be against men mistreating women, but the one guy that didn’t fuck you over, you went after. Why? Because your Facebook friends laughed at you when he refused to do a movie with you? You wanted him and he wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pole.”


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