Never Trust the Living (Battle Crows MC #7) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, MC, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Battle Crows MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 64910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
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In fact, he’d actually built the one that Dory and I were living in at that moment in time.

“You could just build them and then sell it through your corporation. It’s not like the business went to jail. Only you,” I pointed out.

Wake nodded. “That’s also on the list of things I may contemplate. Right now, I’m just trying to enjoy having some free time, and someone not watching me piss.”

I snorted as I glanced back at Dory, who was finally creeping toward the driveway.

I gestured for Wake to move over, and Dory pulled in with a wave.

After she rolled the windows up and got out with our dinner, I gestured for her to go inside. “You mind taking that in and giving me a few minutes with Wake?”

Dory eyed me suspiciously, then looked at Wake. “I have plenty of food if you’re interested in staying. I didn’t know what I wanted, so I literally ordered half of the menu.”

His lips quirked up. “I’ll think about it.”

With a wave, she walked inside, and I waited for the door to close before saying, “If you find this motherfucker, I want to deal with him.”

Wake had resources here that I didn’t.

And I wanted to make sure that I had a little chat with the piss ant before he was taken into police custody, because lord knew what the dumbass sheriff would do with him once he had him.

My guess? Let him go. Because paperwork would cause him to actually have to get off his ass for a change.

“What makes you think I can find him?” he asked.

I picked up a stick off the ground and shook it at Tex, who started to bounce excitedly.

I threw it and watched him waddle toward it before saying, “Wake, I’m not a dumb man. I know that you have connections that I’ll never have. At least in this city, anyway. And I know that the sheriff that calls himself the law around here is scared of you and what you can do. You’re rich as fuck. You have two very prominent members of this little town as family, and you got me a security system put in today in a matter of hours. So yeah, I know you can find him.”

Wake shrugged. “Small town means lots of people in everyone’s business. I’ll do my best to get him to you, but there’s no telling if I’ll actually find him before the sheriff. Though, the sheriff doesn’t seem to actually be looking and I am.”

I snorted. “I’m not updating the sheriff on any new information. I’m tired of depending on the law to fix things when we both know that they won’t.”

Wake eyed me sharply and looked me in the eye for quite a while before saying, “I had a buddy look into you.”

My brows rose in question. “Yeah?”

“You’re married to the woman whose own brother tortured you,” he said. “Seems kind of backward if you ask me.”

I shrugged. “It might very well be. But I love the hell out of her all the same.”

Even if at first, that wasn’t the case.

“I see that,” he murmured. “And I’d take you up on dinner but Tex just jumped into the water. It’ll take him hours to dry off.”

I looked over my shoulder and sure enough, Tex was swimming around in the bay as happy as could be.

“Dogs and sand sound like a horrible combination,” I admitted.

“You have no idea.”

CHAPTER 21

I’m going to hell on a full ride.

-Dory to Bram

DORY

“This is quite irregular.” Dutch shook her head. “But he’s more comfortable with women that don’t have red hair. Apparently, his mother was a ginger, and there’s a lot of past trauma. And I know that you usually do children, but I was asked to evaluate him by a friend. Do you mind?”

“A friend being the district attorney I heard you were making a dinner date with?” I teased.

Dutch rolled her eyes. “Yes. And he’s only a friend. I swear to God.”

I smirked. “I’m sure. How about you tell him to come in here. I have no problem helping in any way I can. I may specialize in children, but I still have the degree that says I can handle adults.”

Dutch snorted. “Children and adults are completely different breeds. I’ll send him in. Thank you so much for this.”

With that, she started out of the room, coming back moments later with a man that was just a slight bit older than myself.

I didn’t stand up, mostly because I’d taken my shoes off and still hadn’t managed to get them back on yet.

The man, who was around five feet eight, and had sandy-colored brown hair, stared at me with barely concealed hostility.

He must really have trouble with women if he couldn’t even look at me without his hate showing in his eyes.


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