Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 78696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“I was sleeping and I forgot,” I lied.
I didn’t forget.
I stayed awake the whole night with Lenore’s face shoved practically into my armpit.
But I hadn’t moved, and I couldn’t tell you why.
It wasn’t something I was proud of.
Spending time with people made them start thinking things were different than they really were.
“Chick on your right checking you out,” Wolf said. “Who is she?”
I turned to find Lenore watching me from across the room.
Although she was trying valiantly not to make it look like she was looking.
She had the menu up in front of her face, and she was looking up periodically to stare at me.
I smiled as I picked up my coffee cup.
“She’s the girl I bought those batteries from the other day,” I told him. “The girl that owns the sex store.”
He blinked and studied Lenore a little more closely.
“She doesn’t look like she’d own a sex store,” Wolf muttered.
I shrugged. “I didn’t think so either.”
“Who’s the guy?” Wolf asked. “Her husband?”
I moved my head to watch as the best friend, Remy, came into view.
He took a seat at the table, then wrapped his arms around her.
His big hand curved around her chin as he turned her face this way, then that.
My hand clenched onto the empty coffee cup I had in my hand and the piece of shit broke.
The handle snapped off, and I closed my hand around it, allowing the sting of the jagged edges to dig into my palm to alleviate the raging need to pummel the man in the face.
“That’s the best friend,” I said. “He was at the crime scene yesterday.”
Wolf nodded.
We’d been partners now for nearly a year.
Well, unofficial official partners.
He was also a Texas Ranger, just like I was.
Although he was in my area, his cases were completely apart from mine.
He was known to help me, though.
Which was why he was asking.
I’d gotten booted from the case the moment the firearms used in my son’s drive by shooting came into the picture.
I was told to hand the case over to Wolf as of one hour ago.
Something I did not want to do.
Though I had to if I wanted to keep my job.
The entire reason I’d taken the job down here a year ago was because of multiple shipments of guns that were tracked down to the very lake and bayous that ran through Uncertain.
All of the Uncertain Saints members had been drawn to this area by the same common denominator. The motherfuckin’ Caddo Lake.
In my case they were using the Big Cypress Bayou and Caddo Lake as a transport.
Boats were bringing the guns up from the Gulf of Mexico, and they were following a multitude of rivers and the lake into Jefferson.
It had taken me quite a long time to figure out how, exactly, they continued to slip past me. I still couldn’t figure out who was doing it. Or why.
I knew where, and that was enough for now.
Because Caddo Lake would lead me to the bastards that had stolen my son from me…and, eventually, I’d let them know just what they’d done.
“What was his reason for coming?” Wolf asked, snapping me back to the here and now.
I held my cup up to the waitress, but couldn’t help but look back at Lenore before I answered Wolf.
“To see her,” I said, locking gazes with her.
“They fucking?” Wolf asked.
My eyes broke from Lenore’s to focus in on Wolf. “From what she told me, she doesn’t have anything but mutual friendly love for him. They’ve been best friends for a very long time.”
I knew I’d fucked up within seconds of saying it.
“Knew you had something going for her,” Wolf snorted. “Would’ve been easier if you’d have just said so, though. Instead, I had to act like a damn woman to get you to admit it.”
I gave him an annoyed look.
“Bite me.”
He laughed.
My eyes returned to Lenore as I felt the waitress, Nina, take a seat at my side.
Nina was a habitual flirt, and there were times that I would rather pull my hair out than talk to her.
Today was one of those days.
So I stayed silent and kept my eyes on Lenore.
Remy’s back was to me, thankfully, otherwise I knew he would have confronted me about my staring by now.
It wasn’t like I was trying to hide it.
I should be, though.
Nobody needed to be dragged into my shit.
My baggage was enough to fill a train car packed full.
It would be unusually cruel to bring anyone into the shit storm my life had become.
“Can I get you boys anything else?” Nina purred.
I rolled my eyes to rest on the ceiling, gripping the jagged ceramic tightly to keep myself from pushing her off of me
Since I was dressed in my works finest, with my Texas Ranger badge on my hip, it wouldn’t do to shove around people that I was supposed to protect.
It didn’t mean I couldn’t have the thoughts, though.
“No,” Wolf said, ignoring Nina for his newspaper.
“What about you, handsome?” Nina asked, shaking my arm lightly.
“No. Check,” I answered shortly.
“Okay, sugar. I’ll get you your check,” she said, standing up and making sure to rub her nasty pussy against me.
I wanted to curl my lip in disgust but, alas, that would be another rude thing that I wasn’t supposed to do.
I was to be ‘nice to everybody’ according to Rider, my boss.
I breathed a sigh of relief when she walked off, and nearly laughed when I saw Lenore give Nina a disgusted look as she passed their table.
“So now that you’re officially off your case,” Wolf said, folding his paper to show me the article he was reading. “What are you going to do about this?”
I winced at seeing a picture of my ex-wife and her husband.
I really hated her.
With a passion.
The article’s headline read: Life after our son’s death.
I snatched the paper out of his hand and started scanning the article.
It was an exclusive with Senator Justin Hayes and wife, Noreen Hayes on the tragic drive by shooting of their son, Tanner Hayes.
The more I read, the more upset I got.