Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“Stop,” Wayne said. “This isn’t the time to start shooting, boys. Sawyer, you want to tell me what you know about Dennis Hill?”
Sawyer’s expression went blank. “No idea. It happened long after I left the Horde.”
“Ah, but you still had influence over my brother, didn’t you?” Wayne Kemp hissed the question out. “You were still talking to him.”
“We played games online sometimes,” Sawyer admitted. “But Wayne, if you think I invited that little asshole to show up on my doorstep, you’re wrong. I liked living alone. I wasn’t looking for a kid brother. I’ve had enough of those in my life. And you need to seriously think about what can happen when you hurt her. You haven’t done your due diligence when it comes to her kidnapping. You know she’s the schoolteacher, but you didn’t connect her to Deputy Leal? You honestly think you’re going to kill a cop’s sister and they’ll let you get away with it? Wright will take exception, and he’ll have more firepower behind him than you can imagine. They won’t be satisfied until they burn down everything you care about.”
“I don’t believe a word of it. Bliss is a town of hippies and perverts,” Wayne said with a shake of his head. “They’re just good at mythmaking. And I’ll handle Wright if I need to. He’s been out of the DEA for too long. He’s nothing but a fat cat who spends half his time fishing.”
Okay, well, some of that was true. At least according to her sister. What was Sawyer trying to do beyond irritate the hell out of the man they should be trying to soothe? “He’s not going to hurt us. He won’t have to. I’m sure Wyatt is going to tell him what he needs to know.”
And then he would kill Wyatt, but she was buying time.
“Sabrina, he doesn’t know anything,” Sawyer said, enunciating each word like she was a child who didn’t understand.
They were past this now. “I don’t know what he knows, but if he knows something, he’ll tell his brother.”
“Well, we should find out.” Wayne gestured toward Sabrina. “Bring him over here. I want them both in one place. Lark, another round. I’m afraid you’re going to have to settle for no one else having your man. I don’t think he’ll survive the afternoon.”
Lark sniffled but turned and went back behind the bar.
Sawyer was shoved Sabrina’s direction, two big men forcing him down into the chair. They stepped back.
“Now go and wake up my asshole brother,” Wayne said, smiling like this was all one big party and he was having the time of his life. Lark brought him a bottle of beer, and he tipped it Sabrina’s way as the two giant assholes walked toward the back of the building. “Tonight, the Horde accepts payments for the debts of my brother.”
A cheer went up, and the Horde started partying. They’d brought a couple of women with them. At least Sabrina hoped they weren’t women who got caught in the bar. They seemed perfectly comfortable with a bunch of men treating them like blow-up dolls.
“We’re going to have to do such a deep clean.”
She could barely hear Sawyer over the loud music but he sounded…not how she’d thought he would. Anxiety pounded at her. She wasn’t sure who she should be more worried about, and then there was the horrible things Sawyer had heard. She leaned over as far as she dared. There were still eyes on them. The fact that they gave them some space basically told Sabrina they didn’t think they had a chance if they tried to run.
Wyatt definitely wouldn’t have a chance.
“I didn’t mean it,” she whispered Sawyer’s way.
He leaned over. “Didn’t? I can’t hear you, babe. I’m serious, though. What just happened on the back pool table? I don’t think we can use it anymore.”
Why was he talking about this? “Sawyer, I didn’t mean it.”
“But I do. We’re going to have to clean,” he practically shouted before leaning in again and his voice going low. “Henry’s here. So is your sister. Hang tight.”
Henry? They couldn’t get Nate? “I left a note. You didn’t find it?”
“I don’t know about a note, babe. Keep calm,” Sawyer whispered.
Sabrina took a deep breath and vowed to do whatever it took to get them out of here.
* * * *
Wyatt lay on the floor, the concrete cold under his cheek, but it barely registered compared to the throbbing in his head.
That asshole had hit him, but not before he’d murdered two police officers and probably made it so it would look like it was him. Everyone would believe it. No one would want to believe the former MC member over a trusted law enforcement officer.
It was so fucked up, and the only thing he could be slightly happy about was Sawyer had Sabrina, and he wouldn’t let her out of his sight. Sabrina would be safe no matter what. Sawyer would make sure of it.