Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Wes had found a new home, a new world. Jimmy had been gone since he graduated from high school, joining the Army and only coming home for their grandfather’s funeral. He’d left and built a new family for himself.
What if he could do the same? He turned to Mel. “I’m worried Wyatt’s going to do something dumb.”
“This is more words than I’ve ever heard Sawyer say at one time,” Max said with a shake of his head.
He sent Max his middle finger. “You are not helpful, Harper. And I think I might need some. I don’t want Wyatt to leave. He’s happy here, and if he leaves, Sabrina is still going to want someone to watch home and garden shit with her and she’s going to want to talk about the books she’s reading and…I don’t think I’ll be good at that part. I think we need Wyatt.”
“Because you see Wyatt, too. Because you have eyes and he’s in your line of sight,” Henry said with a beatific smile.
“I do not love Wyatt.” Except maybe he did. Maybe this weird loosening in his chest when his friend was around was something like love. “Okay, let’s just say I’m happy to have him around. And I might…might…that word Sabrina. I mean she’s around a lot, and you get real used to someone, and I think they call it that word.”
“Love.” Rafe had a grin on his face like all of this was some unexpected entertainment. “You’re falling in love with Sabrina.”
“You know she’s only been around you for a week or so.” Max pointed out the fallacy in his reasoning. “I don’t think you’ve had time for her to be a habit yet.”
Henry shifted as Poppy’s head came up and she yawned. “Max, he’s working on it.”
“Well, I had to tell Rach I loved her real fast or she was going to kill me with a bunch of flowers.” Max frowned. “I don’t see why Sawyer gets to work around it. It’s not fair.”
He wasn’t listening to Max. But he might listen to the others. “Sheriff, have you looked into the situation with the Horde?”
“You’re asking if I’ve made a study of a potential threat to this town and its citizens?” the sheriff asked. “Pretty much the day after Wyatt got here. Zane and I reached out to some people we know who are still in that world. Wyatt is a solid guy. He would never have been involved if he’d been given a choice. I like the kid.”
And if the sheriff liked someone, he would protect them.
Hell, Nate Wright would protect him even if he didn’t like him.
“He’s in trouble, and I think there are things he’s not telling me.”
“About how he managed to get out?” Wright asked.
Well, no one ever said the sheriff was a dummy. Except Callie a couple of times. And Zane, but they were partners so it was expected. He could totally call Wyatt a dummy and get away with it. Because they were partners. “Yeah. I can’t see Wayne letting him go with nothing more than taking a blowtorch to his chest.”
“What?” Max asked. “They torched his chest? Why would they burn him? Damn, that’s cold.”
“It was hot, and it’s because you can’t wear the tat if you aren’t in the club.” Sawyer held up his left arm showing the black block there. “I got off easy, but I assure you Wayne would require more than mere pain from his brother.”
“Like what?” Henry asked as Poppy settled back onto his lap. She was awake now and looked around the room as though assessing the situation.
Max might be right about Poppy Flanders. “I don’t know.”
“He does,” Wright corrected. “But he doesn’t want to say it. Wayne likely would have made Wyatt do something that would make him vulnerable if he ever talked. He would keep evidence of the crime in case he needed to use it to bring Wyatt back into line. Sawyer, I’m here to help. I’m not looking to arrest Wyatt. He was his brother’s accountant, right?”
Sawyer nodded. “Yeah, it’s why last night happened. Apparently the new guy isn’t as good. I know I didn’t go over this in the statement.”
Wright held up a hand. “I asked about the physical fight. Anything else is outside of the scope of this investigation. And whatever you say here is in confidence. I need to know what we’re up against and how you intend to keep Wyatt safe since we both know he’s going to try to martyr himself if the going gets bad.”
The sheriff had studied Wyatt well. “It’s possible handing over the information stops the threat for now.”
“But not forever,” Rye added. “I’ve dealt with some members of the Horde in my time, too. Something will happen and suspicions will start up, and they’ll look Wyatt’s way. How friendly did you look with Wyatt last night, Nate? They would have been watching.”