Black Jack by A Parker & Ali Parker

Author:A Parker & Ali Parker [Parker, A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2021-07-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Samantha

The headlights of a dozen motorcycles lit up the tracks in front of us. The night was hot, like every other night this summer in Reno, and Jim’s hand gripping my upper arm was slick with sweat. When I tried to pull away, his grip tightened, and I was sure I’d have a bruise that was an imprint of his thick fingers.

If that was the only wound I walked away with tonight, I’d count myself lucky.

Walter Bates sat astride his motorcycle beside me, puffing away on a cigar while sweat beaded on his upper lip. He puffed three times in rapid succession before releasing three plumes of smoke out of the corner of his mouth and blowing them in my direction.

Certainly, this was Hell.

“Don’t worry,” Bates said almost kindly. “I’m sure your little boy-toy will be here any minute to collect you.”

I swallowed.

He handed me his cigar, the burning end facing himself. “What? Doesn’t that ease your mind?”

I stared at the cigar. Did he want me to take it? Hold it for him? Smoke it?

I shook my head.

He held the cigar up, this time turning the smoldering orange end toward my face. “Try some.”

He wasn’t asking.

Desperate to keep the shaking out of my hand, I reached up, took the cigar, and held it between my lips to take one short pull. I held the smoke in my mouth, just like my father had taught me to do on my last day of high school after I got home with my signed yearbook, and released it.

Bates chuckled. “Good girl. Now loosen up. Black Jack can’t help himself from swooping in to rescue a damsel in distress.”

That was exactly what worried me. Here I stood, my arm in Jim’s vise grip, surrounded by the same hellions who’d been responsible for murdering Jackson’s brother. What was to stop Bates from shooting Jackson as soon as he laid eyes on him tonight? What if that was the plan all along? What if that’s all I was?

Bait to lure Jackson out of the shadows and into the line of fire.

My stomach rolled as I handed back the cigar. Bates leaned in and parted his thin lips. Not bothering to hide my disgust, I placed it in his mouth for him. He puffed, and the glowing ember on the end painted his face in an orange glow.

“It’s too bad our time together has to be cut short,” Bates said. He blew more smoke in my face. I coughed and tried to wave it away, but Jim gave me a stern shake, and I bit my tongue to stop myself from yelping with pain. Bates leaned back on the leather seat of his bike and made slow, thrusting motions with his hips. “Think of all the fun we could have had.”

Beside me, Jim chortled.

I looked up at the tracks in a desperate attempt to disassociate.

Bates dragged his eyes up and down my body. “You were so full of fire any time I came to see you at the bar.

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