Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“I know the feeling, I’m curious, too.”
Chapter 2
If it has tires or testicles, it’s going to give you problems.
-Fact of Life
Raven
“Hey, Travis,” I called to my boss. “Is there something I can get for you for lunch, or are you good?”
Travis looked over from his notebook where he was inputting numbers.
“I’m not sure,” he said. “Where are you going?”
“We have a meeting today. Remember?” the other owner of Hail Auto Recovery, Dante Hail, called from somewhere behind us. Likely his office.
“Shit,” Travis growled. “Is it with Peek?”
His question made him sound almost hopeful, and my curiosity was peaked.
Turning in my chair, a stack of prior repossessions in my lap, I studied Travis.
Travis was a big man. Tall with blonde hair, he reminded me of the quintessential high school quarterback. Travis, at first, was a lot to handle.
He said what he thought, and didn’t try to hide what he thought about any given situation.
He was difficult to get to know, and if you didn’t know him well, he came off as an asshole.
I would know.
He’d come off as an asshole to me five months ago when I’d shown up on Hail Auto Recovery’s doorstep—out of gas and out of patience.
I’d run out of gas right outside of town and had started walking. A mile into my trip, I’d fallen and smacked my face against the asphalt, earning a bloody nose and a permanent scowl.
Then he’d taken one look at my bloodstained clothing, and he’d taken me under his wing.
He’d forced me to stay with him for the night, patched me up, filled up my car, and then offered me a job. An offer I’d taken him up on.
I hadn’t gotten far from Karnack, Texas the day I’d said goodbye.
Just barely over the Texas/Louisiana state line, which happened to be where Hail’s headquarters was located.
Lucky for me, I’d hit the asphalt with my face just a block away from the building that housed all of Hail’s trucks.
Also lucky for me that Travis was there to catch me when I’d fallen out in a dead faint at seeing all the blood from my head wound on my clothes.
Dante, however, was nothing like his brother.
He was nice, yes, but he wasn’t anywhere near as welcoming towards me.
He was much more suspicious by nature, and although I’d worn him down a bit over the last five months, he was still wary of me.
He’d looked into me, though, so he knew my past. Hell, I couldn’t blame him for being wary.
I haven’t lived an easy life.
I’d been in foster care since the age of four because my mother had died from a drug overdose.
By fourteen, I had run away from eight foster homes and had been sent to juvie four times.
By seventeen, I had gotten pregnant, lost my baby and dropped out of school.
By nineteen, though, I started turning it around. I’d gotten my GED, enrolled in college and had started working full-time.
By twenty-two, I’d graduated with my business degree and had started working when it all fell apart. I was arrested right along with my new bosses for supposedly helping them to launder money through their business.
By twenty-five, I’d given up on my business degree and had started picking up odd jobs here and there.
My luck, however, didn’t hold.
Like some kind of magnet for them, I seemed to only meet bad guys. I had dated a total of four men, three of whom had gone to jail at some point during our relationship.
Jensen, however, gave me hope. He’d been the man who I’d thought was my turning point.
Then I’d overheard him and his friend, Barrett, speaking about kidnapping a woman and selling her to a man halfway across the country.
In my haste to get away from them, I’d inadvertently tripped some silent alarm they’d had installed in their yard, meaning they’d caught me before I could even make it all the way back to my shitty car.
Then, to put the icing on the cake, I’d been kidnapped right along with July, and we spent the next four months getting beaten and verbally abused. And raped, but I’m working through that.
That was where Wolf came in with July’s now husband, Dean.
Wolf was my game changer. He was the man I would forever compare all future men to.
He’d literally changed my life, and although I wasn’t going to see him ever again, he’d forever be in my heart.
He’d saved me from a life worse than death. He wasn’t looking for me, but he found me. And I’d forever owe him.
“So, who are we meeting?” Travis asked. “I know it’s not Wolf. He’s not allowed here anymore.”
The name ‘Wolf’ was pretty distinctive. I only knew one Wolf, and it was highly unlikely that this Wolf would be different from my Wolf.
Especially since I knew the Hails had problems with the Uncertain Saints MC.