Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Cash let out a deep sigh and took hold of her chin again. “I can’t believe that fucker hit you. He could have done worse if Ralen hadn’t come along.”
“But I did come along and I took care of that bastard,” Ralen said. “Now let’s get out of here.”
Cash nodded and they headed out.
She was starting to realize that Cash hadn’t been talking about the dead body man when he’d said that she was in trouble just before. Because there was no way that he could know about the man and the body. There was also no way that he could know what she and her sisters were doing here.
So when he’d said she was in trouble, it had to be something that had just happened.
“Why am I i-in trouble?” she asked quietly.
Ralen handed her the electrolyte drink and a piece of candy.
“Suck on that,” Ralen ordered. “You’re still trembling. Probably in shock.”
She nodded and took the piece of candy into her mouth.
“Fuck,” Cash said with a groan. “I know you’ve been through a lot tonight. First, a bar brawl and losing your sisters. Then seeing your hotel room trashed and a fight on the way to Callahan Security.”
Even though she’d heard Ralen list everything, it was as though it hadn’t penetrated. But when Cash laid it all out, she realized that a lot had happened in just a few hours. No wonder she felt like she was falling apart.
“You forgot her passing out,” Ralen said. “And vomiting.”
She doubted anyone could forget that she’d vomited. After all, it had landed all over Cash’s boots, and Ralen had ended up sympathy puking with her.
“Right,” Cash agreed. “All of that combined is an insane night. So I’m trying hard not to scold you right now. But you’re also in trouble because you came into the fight when I told you to hide. Although you probably came back out fighting because you were worried that one of them would come around and find you.”
Well, that wasn’t exactly true, but she wasn’t going to argue his point.
And that’s why he’d said she was in trouble? Because she’d helped them? Maybe she’d been the pivotal point in the change in the fight? Without her, he might be lying on the ground bleeding, maybe worse.
“Hmm, I’m not so sure about that,” Ralen said. “I reckon she was probably going for the crowbar when that guy found her. So she always planned to enter the fight.”
She shot him a look. How had he guessed, and why did he have to say it?
“If looks could kill, I’d be dead on the floor right now, so I’d say that was a yes.” Ralen grinned at her.
The bastard.
“Is that right?” Cash mused.
Jeez. Ralen was a tattletale, wasn’t he?
Cash pulled up outside a dark building in an industrial-looking area as the sun lightened the sky. Where the heck were they? And what were they doing here? Wait, he’d said that they were on their way to Callahan Security. What the heck was Callahan Security? Well, obviously it was some sort of security company, but what did that have to do with anything that had happened tonight? They didn’t even look like they were open.
She was so confused.
“That changes things,” Cash said. “So you are still in trouble for coming toward the fight instead of hiding from it and keeping yourself safe. However, that’s not what we need to talk about right now. What I really want to know about is why you thought you were in trouble for seeing a man. With a body.”
Oh. Crap.
11
Addie took the warm mug of hot chocolate from the lovely woman who handed it to her. She’d already gotten her an ice pack for her face. Which Cash kept putting back on her cheek every time she moved it.
Immediately, Cash took the drink from her.
She glared at him. That was her cup of hot chocolate. What did he think he was doing? He could get his own mug.
Although maybe she should let him have it after everything he’d done for her. He wouldn’t even let her clean his boots for him. He’d disappeared into a bathroom and done that himself when they first arrived.
“This looks hot,” he said.
“Hot chocolate usually is hot,” the girl replied. “It’s kind of in the name, you know?”
She was frowning. Her hair was pulled hastily back into a messy bun and she’d shoved a pair of glasses in there, and her sweater was on back to front and inside out.
Should Addie tell her that, or would she get upset? She just didn’t know. She wasn’t great at social things. Monroe would know what to say and do, Dotty would be too blunt, while Addie was too indecisive.
She really missed her sisters, and she was growing increasingly worried about them.
“Everything all right in here?”