by Ryan Michele
Shit! What did we find ourselves in the midst of? This wasn’t good.
My brother Elliot got out of his cop car, gun pointed at the house like his brethren. “Fuck! Elliot’s here!”
“I can see.” Bri added, “Along with the entire force it seems.” She was not wrong.
So many of the men I knew from my brother. None of which would be happy about me being here. At all. They’d taken on a protective role in my life either doing it for Elliot or just because they’re kickass men.
Sometimes it served me well, other times not so much. My car wasn’t far enough away for my brother and his brothers-in-blue not to see it and recognize it was mine. They would all know in seconds I was in the area. An area clearly I shouldn’t be in.
“Shit. He’s gonna…,” I start to vocalize my thoughts scanning the area. My eyes drifted over to where my Jeep was parked only to find that spot empty. “Where’s my Jeep!”
I made a move for the door handle yanking it trying to get it opened. It was to no avail because the damn thing was locked from the outside. Killian had to be joking. “He locked us in!”
Bri’s arms went around me tight. “Just stay here. Take a deep breath. We’re safe. Let them do whatever they’re doing and stay out of the way.”
Anger, fear, frustration. All these emotions flooded my system and I was stuck sitting in this car with not a single answer to the eighteen hundred questions consuming me. So I went with the ones Bri could answer. Since she was in the predicament beforehand I didn’t ask anything as I made my way to her. Now, well, now it was time for the inquisition. “Why the hell were you here alone, Bri? That’s not like you.” And it wasn’t. She may party but she always had someone with her. Mainly it was a friend of ours named Khloe who was her single wingman, but tonight nothing.
“You remember Landon Dane?” She asked.
“Four years older than us. Running back on the football team. Works for his father.”
“Right. I saw him and he invited me here with him. He called Khloe and asked her to come too. Even told her I was with him. When Landon hung up he had a huge smile on his face and told me Khloe would meet us there. Khloe didn’t show and Landon disappeared leaving me in the living room not knowing a single soul.
“And you know I can talk to anyone, these people though, weren’t the talking and chatting type. After checking my phone, a billion times for Khloe to answer one of my texts, I went in search of him to get out of there because the vibe did not feel good, found him making out with a short cropped blonde, tried to leave and the big guy that busted down the door wouldn’t let me. He blocked me from every path asking me my name and who I was there with. I was able to get away and ran to the bathroom and locked myself in calling you.”
I gripped her hand. “Bri! You always come with your partner. Never any guys!”
“I did. I thought…” She trailed off.
I knew exactly what she thought. That Landon was successful and showed an interest in her, therefore she went thinking he’d have her back until Khloe showed up and we all see where that got her. Yes, strangling her may knock some sense in her. Except this was Bri and she tended to take life as it came with no plan. Believing in people she shouldn’t.
“I…” I started, but stopped with a loud commotion started from outside the SUV. Loud grunts and curses from several different people. Some of the guys from the house were face down in the grass on the front lawn while others were being hauled out and getting their hands tied behind their backs.
My brother had his knee in one of the men’s backs, slapping cuffs on him, while other cops were putting men inside the van that pulled up.
Jesus. This was a planned thing. Like a sting operation.
Therefore, I gave it to my friend exactly how it was. “You do realize this was a raid and you and Khloe could’ve gotten caught up in that shit?”
Bri wasn’t looking at me though. She was staring out the window her hand going over her mouth. Killian, dressed in all black, was coming our way, but he wasn’t alone. He had Landon, arms behind his back and a cut over his right eye. Killian had a grip on Landon’s arm, that when he tried to get away Killian didn’t allow him to move an inch.
Damn, he was strong.
“What’s that about?” I mumbled to Bri.
Killian didn’t even look at us, he walked right passed a few paces and lifted his chin to someone. A mountain of a man came out of the shadows, grabbed Landon and they vanished. How in the hell could big guys like these just mysteriously disappear? Maybe this was a movie and all this shit was just for show.
One could hope even if it were for a moment.
“I have no idea why Landon would be with Killian and not the police. This entire scenario, I couldn’t make up if I tried.” She answered eyes still glued on the scenario in front of us.
“Me either.”
“Do you think Killian is going to kill him?” Bri asked and I paused.
“What? Kill him?” A gasp came from my lips. Surely she didn’t really think this, did she?
“Yeah. I mean you’ve heard about Killian and he looks like he could break Landon in half.”
“Yeah. But I doubt the cops would let Landon go with Killian if he was in fact going to kill him.”
“True. I just want to go home now.” Bri heaved out resting her head back on the headrest and closed her eyes like she wanted to be anywhere but here. I couldn’t blame her, I felt the same way, but I needed to get back to the bar and close things out. Not to mention have words with Killian to find out what was going on and find my damn Jeep. And just like typical Bri, my mind races, I do the worrying, and she was ready for a night cap and some shut eye.
This night turned into a clusterfuck of epic proportions. Going from laid back at the bar helping fill drink orders, talking and having fun, to being trapped in a SUV with my best friend who I just pulled out of a party that got raided by the cops and whatever Killian was.
The driver and passenger doors opened simultaneously. The guy who grabbed Bri sat in the passenger, while Killian sat in the driver’s. Both of them gave off an energy that had the car pulsing and not with happy go lucky vibes either.
Killian started the Escalade, but I needed to find out about my car. “Wait. My Jeep. It was here, now it’s…” I stared at the blank spot. “Gone.”
“It’ll be at your place.” Killian said nonchalantly and there were so many questions floating in my head, so I let some of them rip.
“What? How?”
Passenger seat guy turned to Bri giving her a small smirk. I had to admit, even though the man kidnapped us, he was very attractive. I may have been in a fucked up situation, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate the maleness that was sitting in front of me.
Passenger seat man had dark blonde hair, espresso colored eyes, one of the hottest grins and was built.
Killian had dark hair that came down curling around his ears. He let it go wherever it wanted to and it was unruly in this sexy way. He had his hand on top of the wheel pulling out onto the road. Not saying any response to my demands. Jerk. He could at least answer.
“Killian. Seriously. I need my car. My purse is in there.”
Killian still didn’t answer, but clenched the steering wheel to the point his knuckles turned white. Guess he was pissed, but I didn’t care. I was too and with each second that ticked by, that fury was brewing.
After a while of silence, I broke. “Who has my car?” Note to self. Don’t leave the keys in the ignition to rescue Bri. Always put them in my back pocket.
The vehicle jerked to a stop and Killian turned from his seat, his sapphire eyes drilling a hole through me. His face was tight, obviously not feeling like my question had merit. Too bad for him. It did, so I stared back not giving him an inch.
“One of my men is takin’ it to your place. You’re both fine. Now shut it.” He turned around put the SUV in drive and took off once again pissing me off. Who the fuck did this guy think he was?
/> Why the hell did he get to be pissed at me? I didn’t do anything but save my friend. He has been God knows where doing God knows what and he thinks he can tell me to shut it after taking my car? Hell no! Fury boiled inside me.
“Seriously, Killian. You just told me to shut it. How about you kiss my ass?”
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Ryan Michele is the Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling author of over 40 romantic suspense novels. She found her passion bringing fictional characters to life, being in an imaginative world where anything is possible. Her knack for the unexpected twists and turns will have you on the edge of your seat with each page. She is best known for her alpha, bad boy bikers and strong, independent heroines who refuse to back down. When she’s not writing, you can find her on her swing, watching the water ripple in the pond and daydreaming about her next book.
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