A Very Whimsy Christmas by Tiffany E. Taylor

Author:Tiffany E. Taylor [Taylor, Tiffany E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Painted Hearts Publishing
Published: 2022-11-29T22:00:00+00:00

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A couple of hours later, Clem and Rowan looked up when the front door bells at the WAC rang. Unworried, because Mar and Dakota were directly outside and Remy was in the arts center with them, they smiled when they saw it was Dara Cochran, Drew Hollister’s second. With short reddish-gold hair and gray eyes that could turn ice cold when she was provoked, the dangerous counterintelligence expert Dara was in reality stayed hidden behind her mild and friendly exterior.

The APS associate crossed the entranceway so she could kiss both Rowan and Clem on their cheeks. “You two look absolutely awesome.” Rowan had donned a white chiffon pantsuit with a keyhole neckline and wide legs, her blonde hair held away from her face with a matching white chiffon band. Dara gave Remy a high five then smirked. “Didn’t you just pull the cushy assignment, cuz, getting to hang out with these two beauties all day in your fine threads, instead of doing some real work.” She grinned as Remy flipped her off, while Rowan and Clem giggled.

Dara rapidly grew serious. “I have some news for you, Rem. Is there somewhere we could talk for a few minutes? Drew and I heard some things when we were down in Purgatory that you need to know about.”

“Use our office,” Rowan urged them. “That way, you can close the door for privacy if you need to.” Clem nodded in agreement and kissed Remy quickly as the pair left.

Dara followed Remy down a short hallway, past the door behind where the stairs to Clem’s apartment were, to the small office across from the bathroom by the steel back door. The two APS butches went into the office, closing the door behind them, and made themselves comfortable. Dara laced her fingers behind her head and leaned back in her chair.

“Looks like that motherfucker Waylon Holt—aka, Screech—and his crew have been busy, cuz. One thing they’re not is fucking discreet, however, and these assholes are definitely trouble. They’ve been bragging their fool heads off about this huge score they have coming up before Christmas, and they haven’t exactly been shy about spreading the word around. There is a long line of people out the door already, wanting to get their hands on some of their shit, based on what they’re promising.”

“Jesus.” Remy rubbed the back of neck. “So, we’re not talking about only pickpocket action, if they’re promising goods.”

Dara shook her head no.

“They’re promising jewelry, artwork, computers, liquor, prescription drugs—you fucking name it. Classic high-dollar items that are pretty common in home invasion theft. They can make a killing on the stolen jewelry and artwork by selling it to some shady flea market vendors. The rest of the stuff? They can offload the liquor and prescription drugs easy to their mothers and their mothers’ friends, especially if they’re anything like Tammy Holt. There’s a fucking piece of work.”

Dara squinted at Remy. “Are you sure your woman is related to these people? Even reading about them made Drew and I feel like we’d fallen ass first into an episode of the Beverly Hillbillies.

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