Last of the Red-Hot Riders (2015)
“Come on, now,” Steel said, his boots propped up on his desk. Trace and Declan sprawled in wooden chairs nearby, laughing at his dilemma. Saint didn’t think it was funny, not one bit.
He had a feeling Steel was enjoying stirring up trouble.
Judy needed to get back in town, fast. Without her, Steel was at loose ends, had more time on his hands to wreak havoc. He was definitely wreaking havoc in Saint’s life. He looked around the homey jail office, illuminated by a lamp and a bowl of potpourri und...erneath it. Four wooden chairs surrounded the wide desk, Steel’s kingdom when he wasn’t in his cruiser. “Damn it, Steel, we don’t need women to be the face of Hell. Not in law enforcement, anyway. Frick and Frack are just fine.”
His buddies laughed, enjoying watching him stew.
“If you weren’t so afraid of Cameron, you wouldn’t be so twisted up,” Declan said.
“Hard up,” Trace said.
“Messed up,” Steel agreed.
“I’m not afraid of Cameron.” He sighed. “Much.”
“That’s bad.”MoreLess
He had a feeling Steel was enjoying stirring up trouble.
Judy needed to get back in town, fast. Without her, Steel was at loose ends, had more time on his hands to wreak havoc. He was definitely wreaking havoc in Saint’s life. He looked around the homey jail office, illuminated by a lamp and a bowl of potpourri und...erneath it. Four wooden chairs surrounded the wide desk, Steel’s kingdom when he wasn’t in his cruiser. “Damn it, Steel, we don’t need women to be the face of Hell. Not in law enforcement, anyway. Frick and Frack are just fine.”
His buddies laughed, enjoying watching him stew.
“If you weren’t so afraid of Cameron, you wouldn’t be so twisted up,” Declan said.
“Hard up,” Trace said.
“Messed up,” Steel agreed.
“I’m not afraid of Cameron.” He sighed. “Much.”
“That’s bad.”MoreLess
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