Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
I didn’t realize how much he was a part of my life—even this last year with him not physically being with me—until he was no longer there to bounce every thought, idea or suggestion off of.
Cassius stood and started to pace. “We can’t do this. Not and stay out of prison.”
“Kobe wouldn’t want you to,” I said. “But unfortunately for Myen and Dennis, I have a really good friend that doesn’t care about those kinds of things.”
“Who would that be?” Cassius asked, looking confused.
His wife, Alice, who’d arrived at some point over the last seven hours like every other wife except for Morrigan—who was staying at her place watching over all the kids because she was the only one I would trust with mine—snorted at his obvious confusion.
“I think that would be those two.” Alice pointed to the two men that were walking down the long hallway toward us. “They look like they don’t quite belong.”
No, they certainly did not.
“Who are they?” Wake asked, looking delightfully confused.
“Well…” I hesitated, not sure what to say.
Luckily, Lynn stepped in and offered his hand to everyone.
Hunt, who was a computer hacker and adorably cute in his glasses, just waved.
I nodded at him but didn’t get all bubbly or excited to see the two of them.
Not that I would have anyway, but I just didn’t have the energy to do anything like that.
“This is Hunt and Lynn,” I said to the group as a whole. “Hunt, Lynn, this is my family, Kobe’s family. Wake and his wife, Dutch. Bain and his wife, Diana. Etienne and Matilda. Cassius and Alice. Aodhan, his wife and my best friend, Morrigan, are at home with my daughter and the rest of these people’s kids.” I finally pointed at Davis. “Davis, you probably know. But that’s his wife, Greer.”
They all waved and introduced themselves, the women staying where they were across the room talking softly.
Wake frowned. “I feel like I’ve seen you before, but I don’t know why.”
“That’s because you probably did,” Lynn said. “Let’s sit down and I’ll explain. Honey, do you mind giving whatever you’re working on to Hunt? Our crew is here.”
His crew being the Souls Chapel Revenants MC.
They were a lot like this bunch, having met in prison with Lynn there to guide them and help them find their way after getting them out early. They were also a little bit more…rough around the edges.
Lynn went on to explain who he was, why he was relevant in my life, and how he’d helped get them all out of prison.
“This was all you?” Wake asked, surprise evident in his voice.
I shrugged. “I have to be completely honest with you, Wake. I didn’t contact Lynn to attempt to get you out. I contacted Lynn to get Kobe out. Kobe was the one who said he wanted y’all out with him, or he wasn’t coming.”
“Ahh, yes.” Lynn chuckled. “I remember that well.”
“Holy shit.” Wake pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why does this not all surprise me in the least? Stubborn motherfucker.”
“Did you know that Kobe never cusses in front of y’all?” Matilda piped in from across the waiting room. “Y’all are going to have to learn to clean up your acts when he gets back from surgery. Studies show that patients that have undergone brain surgery are very impressionable as they make their way through the several months it’ll take to heal. We don’t want him getting y’all’s potty mouths.”
I felt a burst of happiness roll through me.
It made me happy that Matilda was already thinking about the future and not what would happen, or wouldn’t happen, to him. If he’d even make it at all.
“Show me what you got,” Hunt urged. “We’re gonna go track ’em down.”
I gave him everything. Every single tidbit of information that I’d been able to gather in the last seven hours of searching for her or them.
“I still don’t know who was the one to pull the trigger,” I said quietly, my stomach practically heaving at the mention of “trigger.” “They were both there. I don’t have any camera footage of the area of the alley that he was in, and I think that was by design on her part. She noted the cameras and likely had this planned. Why else would she be able to find the one area of that back alley that wasn’t covered by some sort of camera feed?”
“Agreed,” Hunt had his own computer now. “You have my information, right?”
I was just nodding when I saw him.
Not my brothers, who held up the wall on either side of the door that the doctor came out of, but the doctor himself.
He was wearing all-black scrubs. He had on a sparkly purple hat, and his eyes were an intense shade of brown. Almost as if they glowed from the inside.