Paid Justice (Croft Family Mob Series Book 3)

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by Morgan Kelley


  If not, who knew what could happen.

  All he knew was they owned one detective.

  Well, he was going to pair the man up with the crookedest person he had on his private payroll.

  He’d make him uncomfortable.

  Maybe, he’d quit.

  If Detective Riley Henderson was banging that barracuda, he wasn’t provoking that. He’d let his hired help watch the man, and let the chips fall where they may.

  It was part of his master plan.

  He was close to ruling this city.

  As his driver dropped him off, he headed to his house. Before he could even get there, he had company.

  “Did you forget about me?” Heath Spencer asked from the bushes.

  The man jumped.

  “Jesus! What are you doing here?”

  “I want the Crofts. You all let me take the rap for that little drug thing, and I lost my career.”

  “Heath.”

  “Oh, it’s not going to play out like that. I have proof you were involved, Commissioner, and I heard about your lap dog Christ. I’m going to bet you sacrificed him to save your ass, like you sacrificed me.”

  “What do you want?”

  “Help.”

  “With?”

  “I want to put a bullet in Emma Croft’s brain, and I want to make her husband pay,” he said, lifting his shirt to show him the gun he’d bought thanks to Thomas Christ.

  He meant business.

  “Heath.”

  “I won’t be making my trial. You’re going to make my life so much easier, or I’m going to spill my guts on the stand.”

  He stared at him. “Are you threatening me?”

  “Yes. I need you to host a little function. I’m going to be there. Emma Croft, she’s going to die. Do you get it?”

  “Then are we done?”

  He laughed and headed down the sidewalk. “Maybe.”

  Raye watched the man go.

  He knew he was screwed.

  He’d handled one killer, and now he was playing with another. There had to be a way.

  Something.

  Then, he had a plan.

  And it might just work after all.

  * * * G r e y s o n C r o f t * * *

  Saturday Morning

  Wedding

  Detective Henderson’s

  Home

  Maybe being temporarily unemployed was a good thing. For the last five days, he’d been able to spend copious amounts of time with Delilah, and he was having a damn good time.

  They’d worked out in her gym together, and then ended up having really hot sex.

  They’d watched TV on his couch, trying to keep up with the news, and he’d gotten a blowjob that nearly killed him.

  Now they were getting ready to head to the Crofts’ home to witness the marriage of Steele and Dante.

  It was going to be a good day.

  He could tell.

  As he was drying off, Delilah came into his bedroom holding two dresses.

  Only, that wasn’t what he was looking at. It was the sexy girly things that would be under the dresses that had his attention.

  “Riley, which one?” she asked.

  “Hold them up and turn around.”

  She did what he asked.

  He whistled.

  “RILEY!”

  He couldn’t help himself. Delilah was wearing a sexy corset in black and there were no straps. It was barely containing her assets. The sexy little straps attached to her thigh highs was enough to make him go stupid.

  The towel around his waist tented from his reaction.

  “Delilah, that’s just so wrong.”

  She looked down. “What’s wrong with it?” she asked. “I thought you like the things I wear under my clothes.”

  He pointed at his erection. “I was talking about showing me that and then covering it with a dress.”

  She finally got it and laughed.

  “Oh, is that so,” she purred, heading his way. “Care to make a little wager, Detective?” she asked.

  Delilah licked a drop of water off his chest and he swore his dick twitched.

  “Yes. Whatever it is, yes.”

  She found that amusing. “I say that I can have you drunk and disorderly before we get home from the wedding.”

  He laughed. “That’s an easy one.”

  “If you can abstain from my charms, there may be handcuffs in your future.”

  “On me or on you?” he asked.

  She whispered in his ear. “Delilah! Holy shit! You’re a very bad girl.”

  Delilah ran her hand down his chest and over the rock-hard bump beneath his towel.

  “If you can fight me off, you get that.”

  “Deal.”

  He wasn’t stupid.

  “If I can make you jump me before, during, or after the wedding before we get home, I win.”

  Riley was good with that.

  “I can be tough.”

  She slowly kissed him until she made him moan. Then, she backed away from him.

  Riley watched her.

  Delilah flicked open the little ribbons and stepped out of her panties. She tossed them to him. “I won’t need these.”

  He stared at her. “Wait! You’re going to go commando under your dress.”

  “Pick,” she said, holding both choices up. One was more conservative.

  He picked that one.

  She immediately chose the other.

  “You’re evil,” he said, still holding the tiny pair of panties in his hand.

  “Detective Henderson, I hope you’re ready.”

  He stared at her. “Delilah, do your worst.”

  She winked and headed out of the room, her bare ass swaying. Riley had to laugh.

  He was a winner either way, and he knew it, but he was going to teach the counselor one hell of a lesson.

  Cops were tougher than they looked.

  * * * G r e y s o n C r o f t * * *

  Ten Days After

  The Wedding

  Terrace Glen

  The house was relatively quiet.

  Chris was sitting in the kitchen making a list of things for their little vacation away from the chaos, and he couldn’t wait to go. A soon as Emma and Greyson returned from New York, after making Greyson’s little deposit of sperm for Tessa’s artificial insemination, they’d be heading out.

  He was so damn grateful that Emma and Greyson had agreed to take some time to hide out and regroup.

  After the last case, and the way Dimitri was wearing a target, it would be nice to have some time away to relax. Dante and Steele were off on their honeymoon, Tessa and Paris would be coming back to rest until they found out about the baby, and the remaining family would be heading to Chris’s vacation home.

  It still amused him.

  As he sat there, Natasha came in smiling.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, leaning against him.

  “Making a list and checking it twice.”

  “Oh, am I on it for being naughty?” she asked.

  He laughed like a lunatic.

  Sexy young babe plus mountain get away meant one thing to him.

  Hot sex.

  “Yeah, look right here. You’re definitely on my naughty list. Want to sit on my lap and tell me what you want for the vacation?”

  Natasha hopped up. “You. I want you.”

  He gave her a kiss. “I want you, too, Natasha, and I’m going to have you. I say we bring some sexy fun stuff. You know what happened in the mountains stays in them.”

  That made her giggle.

  Natasha was going to bring her own list of fun things. She just had to find a way to distract him so she could sneak away. Katrina told her about the store that sold kinky things, and she’d been googling.

  Needless to say, her sexy Captain was going to get one hell of a holiday.

  When he began nibbling at her neck, she flushed with heat.

  “Jesus. I’m going to lose my mind. For a whole week
, I’m trapped in the house watching you molest my sister.”

  Chris laughed. “Sucks to be you, Dimitri. When we go to the cabin, we’re going to be having lots of sex. I have the room right next to yours.”

  “Asshole.”

  “Douchebag.”

  Natasha laughed. “I’m so glad my boyfriend and brother get along. If they didn’t, that would make it so damn awkward.”

  “Want me to take care of him, Dad?” Sam asked.

  “Listen up, squirt. Don’t make me grab you by those skinny ankles and toss you in the pool. The cast is off, and I can do it,” he said to Sam.

  The boy laughed.

  Dimitri had to admit, hiding out wasn’t too bad. He really didn’t mind his sister and Chris. He’d adjusted. Besides, Sam was keeping him busy.

  The kid was smart.

  “I have to go grab something,” Natasha said, giving Chris a kiss.

  “I love you,” he said, stopping her before she walked away. “You’re my girl.”

  She went back into his arms and they really shared a kiss.

  Sam made gagging noises. “I’m out of here. That’s freaking gross.”

  “Tell me about it,” Dimitri said, grinning.

  When Chris finally set her free, he was wiggling his eyebrows. “You, me, bedroom?” he asked.

  She nodded and blew him a kiss.

  Dimitri headed over to the man and opened a bottle of beer before sliding it down the counter to him.

  “You’re really excited about this trip,” he said.

  “Yep.”

  “Why?” he asked. “It’s the woods. There are bugs.”

  He reached into his pocket. “This came today.”

  He slid the little black box down the counter to him and then took a sip of the beer.

  Dimitri opened it.

  Inside sat a huge ass diamond ring.

  “Wow.”

  “I’d like to ask your permission to marry your sister/child,” he said. “I’m not saying it’ll be a fast engagement, but I’m ready to make the next step. I want to ask at the vacation house. I want to make it special.”

  Dimitri closed the ring box.

  “You may have my sister’s hand in marriage, Captain, and I’m proud to be your brother when you say ‘I do’.”

  He pocketed the ring. “Do you think she’ll like it?” he asked.

  “She’s going to die from the excitement. It’s gorgeous. Did Emma help?”

  “Nope. I did it all by myself. Greyson gave me the name of his jeweler, and I stole one of her rings from her jewelry box. It came and I’m ready.”

  Dimitri patted him on the back.

  Before he could say anything, there was beeping from the command center built into the wall.

  “Someone is opening the gates.”

  They both rushed over, and Dimitri pulled up the information on the screen.

  “If Sam is stealing a car again, I’m going to ground him until he’s forty,” Dimitri stated.

  He saw that it was Emma’s ride, and it had already cleared the gate.

  Dimitri turned on the camera inside the ride.

  It was Natasha, dressed up as someone other than herself. She was incognito. The only thing that gave her away was the dimples in her cheeks when she smiled and the aqua eyes.

  “Natasha, what are you doing?”

  “I have to run out to get a few things before the trip,” she said, just clearing the long driveway.

  “It’s not safe,” Dimitri said. “Come back to the house before you get hurt.”

  “Dimitri,” she said.

  “Natasha, I said…”

  That’s when it happened. There was the most horrific sound as the car monitor went dead and the house was rocked with the explosion.

  Dimitri screamed her name as he tore towards the front door to get to his sister.

  Chris tackled him, his heart in his throat.

  Curtis, Katerina, and Sam raced for them, along with all the staff.

  Everything moved in slow motion.

  “Keep Dimitri here!” Chris said, trying to get to the explosion and Natasha. He pulled open the door, only to be rocked back by one hell of a direct hit to his body armor in the center of his chest.

  It stole his breath as he slid across the tile and into the pile of people trying to keep Dimitri down.

  The war had begun.

  The first shots were fired.

  And now it was anybody’s game.

  To be continued…

  Coming Next:

  LostSouls

  Book eight in the Littlemoon Investigations

  Sept 2017

  Other books by Morgan Kelley:

  Standalone books

  The Junction

  Serial Sins

  The Blood Betrayal

  Romance/FBI Thriller Series

  Elizabeth, Ethan, and Callen

  The Killing Times (book 1)

  Sacred Burial Grounds (book 2)

  True Love Lost (book 3)

  Deep Dark Mire (book 4)

  Fire Burns Hot (book 5)

  Darkness of Truth (book 6)

  Devil Hath Come (book 7)

  Consumed by Wrath (book 8)

  Redemption is Here (book 9)

  Dead Shall Speak (book 10)

  Pledging to Die (book 11)

  Slay Bells Ring (book 12)

  Past will Haunt (13) Flashback Book #1

  Choices will Destroy (14)

  Blood shall Run (15)

  Act of Blood (16)

  Stalked by the Past (17) Flashback book #2

  Dying to Love (18)

  Kiss of Souls (18.5) a Littlemoon/FBI crossover.

  Revenge has Come (19) June 2017

  Discarded by Fate (20) Oct 2017

  Dawn of Evil (21) Flashback book #3 Feb 2018

  Dead are Forgotten (22) Feb 2018

  Croft & Croft Romance Adventure Series

  Greyson and Emma Croft

  Celestia is Falling (book 1)

  Vegas is Dying (book 2)

  Christmas is Killing (book 3)

  Love is Bleeding (book 4)

  Heaven is Weeping (book 5)

  Hell is Burning (book 6)

  Justice is Dying (book 7)

  The Croft Mob Series

  Greyson and Emma Croft spinoff series

  Dark Justice (1)

  Lost Justice (2)

  Paid Justice (3)

  Wedding of our Dreams Novella (3.5) Steele and Dante

  True Justice (4) March 2018

  Mob Justice (5) August 2018

  All Justice (6) March 2019

  Wedding Day Blues Novella (6.5) March 2019

  No Justice (7) August 2019

  City Justice (8) March 2020

  Bad Justice (9) August 2020

  Sold Justice (10) March 2021

  The Littlemoon Investigations Series

  Julian and Tori Littlemoon

  Blood Red Rage (book 1)

  Lost & Broken (book 2)

  Unthinkable Games (book 3)

  Truth is Found (book 4)

  Haven of Nightmares (book 5)

  Forbidden Secrets (book 6)

  Kiss of Souls (book 7)

  Lost Souls (book 8) Sept 2017

  The Hunter Trilogy

  Dakota Rakin

  Atonement 1) December 2017

  Absolution (2) December 2018

  Amends (3) December 2019

  The Carter Chronicles Trilogy

  Callista, Nathaniel, and Lucas

  Sinner Repent (book 1)

  Sinner Realized (book 2)

  Sinner Reborn (book 3)

  The Oracle Phoenix Files

  Nathaniel Carter and Avalon Miller

  Oracle Rising (book 1)

  Oracle Seeing (book 2)

  Oracle Haunting (book 3)

  Oracle Hunting (book 4) January 2018

  Harcourte Vampyre Society

  Jolie, Jacques and Flynn

  Dangerous Revelations
(book 1)

  Dangerous Choices (book 2)

  Dangerous Misery (book 3)

  Dangerous Retaliation (book 4)

  Dangerous Influence (book 5)

  Dangerous Sacrifice (book 6)

  Dangerous Blood (Final Book) Dec 2017

  The Tueur

  Flynn and Jolie

  Wicked Hunt (1) November 2018

  Anthologies

  All the couples in one book

  Illegal Fantasies-

  Behind Closed Doors(1)

  Romance Under Arrest- winter 2014

  Behind Closed Doors(2)

  Holiday Reinforcements-

  Behind Closed Doors (3)- winter 2015

  Please feel free to visit her at her blog at

  www.morgankelley.blogspot.com

  * * * G r e y s o n C r o f t * * *

  MK

 

 

 


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