Beautifully Broken (The Denver Series Book 2) by Eve L. Mitchell

Author:Eve L. Mitchell [Mitchell, Eve L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hudson Indie Ink
Published: 2020-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

Driving to the bistro, I thought about what she told me. I believed her. Mostly. I judged her for staying too long with the deadbeat boyfriend, and I had already had my guy look into his tox reports from the hospital. Which is why I also knew that they had determined his coma and eventual death was due to a drug overdose.

Devon wasn’t responsible for his death. She did have a DUI outstanding, but it could disappear if she knew the right people. No one was looking for her. No one official anyway. The drug dealer caught my interest. He sounded small-time, but it had been a few years, and small fish sometimes became bigger fish. I would check him out.

I knew she would hate me more if she knew I wasn’t telling her she wasn’t a wanted woman. That was simply too much freedom for her to have. She needed the threat that I would toss her ass to the cops if I didn’t finish her first. I also knew she would eventually realise that she had told me that she was a rat.

When she was twenty-one and downtrodden, I understood she would have thought it was her only option to talk to the cops. Now she was hardened and more street-smart. The penny would drop that not only had she told me she was a rat, but she knew the police would want someone like me in their custody more than a nobody like her. Fuck, you could put her on Oprah or some other daytime show, and she would be America’s fucking sweetheart by the end of the episode. Especially when she realised her saint Merle was dead. That’s why she hadn’t come looking for her girl. Merle O’Malley died of a sudden massive heart attack three months after Devon ran from the hospital. I didn’t know Devon well, obviously, but even I knew she was going to take that guilt on as her own.

As I parked the car, I realised she really was one of the unluckiest fucking women I had ever come across. I shook my head in disgust at the thought I was feeling sorry for her. I still felt she withheld something from me. The two years between Nevada and Denver still had too many gaps. There was more story there. What shit had she gotten involved in when she was in Phoenix?

She was a fool if she thought I wouldn’t find out.

I walked into the kitchens, looking for Levi. I didn’t really like him. I had been forced to be pleasant to him when I was Kat’s bodyguard, but only so Kat would shut the fuck up about how misunderstood he was. She had a boner for the chef and he her, but the fact she was married to his friend kept him in line at least. What Kat didn’t know about Levi was that he fucked his female staff regularly. He called them tasting events. Katalina Vialli was not a woman who shared.

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