Broken: Enemies to Lovers Romance (City Slickers Book 1) by P Mulholland

Author:P Mulholland [Mulholland , P]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty Six

Jake

Soph: Say hi from me.

Me: No fucking way!!

I pulled up outside Malone’s apartment building.

Somehow, Soph found out where he lived. She also managed to get his personal cell number from somewhere. I must search the payroll to see if she hired a sleuth to dig up dirt on unsuspecting citizens. I needed to talk some sense into her. An Austin stalking a member of the mob was not cool and totally demeaning. She should be dating princes and the sons of senators, not that creep.

I tapped on his door and pressed my ear against it to see if I could hear anyone inside. Footsteps. Then the door swung open and a sullen face looked back at me. His eyes were black like his mother’s, but empty of humor and love. His face was still harboring bruises from Friday night or maybe they were fresh ones, and he wore a bandage over his right knuckles.

“What do you want?”

“I want to know what happened Friday night when you left Brydie up in your office alone.”

“None of your business.”

He was about to close the door in my face when I slipped my foot into the gap to block it. “C’mon Leon, give me a break. I live with her. I’ve seen the damage inside and out. I need an explanation.”

“How did you know where I live?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“I would like to know. I didn’t give the Stray my address, so it can’t be her.”

“The Stray? That’s what you call Brydie? Fuck, this is driving me insane. It’s like everyone hates her and I don’t know why. Is there something I’m missing here?”

“It’s a pet name, dumbass. It’s not a criticism.”

“Can you just fill in the gaps of Friday night?”

He flared his nostrils. “Let’s make a deal. I’ll answer one

of your questions, if you answer one of mine.”

“Fine. Deal.”

He opened the door wider and I stepped inside his pad which was exactly the type of place I’d expect Leon to live in. While Corey decorated his walls with movie posters, Leon decorated his walls with motorbike paraphernalia, some with naked chicks stretched across the seats. The only exception was a sepia photograph blown up to poster-size of an impressive Cree chief with the name Pitikwahanapiwiyin. I’d half expected nunchucks and torture devises displayed proudly, like trophies. And maybe the odd gun lying around. The apartment was small, a third of the size of ours but in a good location downtown.

My thoughts switched to Brydie’s apartment in San Diego. I imagined the white washed walls adorned with soothing nature photographs. And color, she’d have plenty of color, turquoise, sky blue and emerald like her eyes.

He pointed at the chair to the side and offered me a can of beer, which was more hospitality than my own brother had offered me.

I pulled the tab on the beer and it fizzed open. The sweet, fermented scent triggered a thirst in me, one I needed to quench immediately. I was about to take a sip when I stopped myself, placing the can back down on the table.

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