Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“So, I called Kilgore Police Department and asked to speak with the chief. He was a nice guy. Named Luke Roberts. When I explained what was going on today, and what had happened last night when Moran cornered you at your shop, he was very interested because he’s been having an officer and a cruiser missing for twenty-four hours now,” Silver explained. “She asked to borrow it for personal reasons, and they agreed. But she’s past her twenty-four-hour allotment and Luke was starting to get worried about her.”
“Worry no more,” Chevy grumbled. “I have to get back to work. Can you handle this, Webber?”
“Yes,” I answered quickly. “I can more than handle this.”
Meaning, he trusted Silver, but she was in over her head with this stupid bitch and he wanted to make sure I could cover her.
“Okay, good,” he grumbled. “I was seconds away from heading into a surgery, so you won’t be able to get me again like that.”
“Go,” I said. “We’ll handle it from here.”
He muttered something under his breath, but stopped a few feet away from Moran when he said, “You endanger my kid or my wife’s sister again, and I’ll put you on your ass, too.”
Moran’s eyes narrowed. “I already told you I didn’t think that she was treating your kid right.”
“You’re so full of shit it’s coming out of your ears,” Chevy started walking again. “My sister-in-law would die before she let any harm come to my son. You’re just fabricating a lie you think might get you out of the hole you dug yourself.”
With that stellar parting comment, Chevy walked away, heading back to the hospital.
He did stop to talk to Assman, though, and tell him what he was doing.
Assman jerked his chin, nodding in understanding.
I stayed where I was in the open door.
Silver climbed up into the seat and clicked Riggens’ car seat into the base, securing him in place.
Then she reached for a white Styrofoam to-go box at her feet and opened it up.
It was filled with pancakes.
My stomach rumbled.
I hadn’t eaten yet today.
“It’s getting too hot to just be sitting here,” Silver pointed out. “Either I need to start the car up and close the door—which I hesitate to do because my sister doesn’t know what the point of a gas pump is—or I need to go back inside until this is figured out.”
I snatched the next piece of pancake she’d ripped off before pushing off of the car and heading toward one of the cops I knew.
“Detective,” I said to Haze, one of our trusted cops. “Do we need to keep them here?” I jerked a thumb toward Silver. “Or can she go home?”
Haze pursed his lips for a short second before he said, “They’re going to need her statement, and it’s best to get it now so we can take her in and book her for whatever the fuck she was trying to do.”
“What about us being inside?” I asked.
“That’ll work,” he agreed. “It’s hot out here.”
“Agreed, and we have a six-month-old in a car seat that hates being in the car seat in the first place,” I pointed out.
Haze’s lips twitched.
He’d been by the club, and at enough functions outside of the club, to know exactly how Riggens was.
Him being in the car seat this long was a goddamn miracle.
I didn’t know how Chevy and Aella did it.
The kid was a monster.
He was a cute monster, but still a total monster.
After talking a few more seconds with Haze, I headed back toward Silver and said, “Let’s get inside.”
Silver twisted in her seat and pulled Riggens’s entire car seat out of the base, then handed it to me.
I took the car seat, then jerked my chin up at Cakes and said, “We’re going inside. Come get me if you need me.”
Cakes jerked his chin up, his eyes blazing. “Not sure what the fuck got up this cunt’s ass, but she’s a goddamn lunatic.”
I glanced over at Cadence Moran and smiled.
It nearly set her off.
If she wasn’t sitting on the bench with three police officers surrounding her, she might’ve made the move toward me.
As it was, her handcuffs clinked as she instinctively tried to pull her hands apart.
“We’ll be inside if you need us,” I said to the officers.
There were two sets of officers at the diner because it was a shared border between Dallas Police Department and Fort Worth Police Department. The diner we were currently at was located directly in the middle of both jurisdictions, and I’d come in here quite a few times to talk to Chevy during his lunch breaks at the hospital to know that.
It worked in our favor because it would hold her longer while they decided who had jurisdiction over who.
“Thanks, Dorothy.” Silver smiled. “If you don’t mind, we’re just going to wait in here until they’re done with us. It’s too hot for Riggens outside already, and I’m fairly sure that Aella left the car on empty like she always does.”