Burn: The Fuel Series Book 3 by Scott Ginger

Author:Scott, Ginger
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little Miss Write, LLC
Published: 2021-07-29T16:00:00+00:00

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I don’t know that the four of us have ever sat at a table together at once, but somehow Tommy and his dad, me, and Mr. Tingle are all facing one another inside the Judge home. It feels a bit like the apocalypse.

Tommy called his future father-in-law, and I called Tom to let him know we were coming over to figure things out. It takes a lot for me to ask for help, which I think Tom realized. His relationship with his son’s future father-in-law is still icy, but the two men were cordial and shook hands before we sat down.

I’m not sure what anyone at this table knows, so I dive in without emotion, simply stating facts, starting from the very beginning. I was a kid desperate for cash and got in with a high-rolling racing crowd. I grew up envious of Alex’s wealth, and I thought I could be in business with him without actually being in business with him. I was wrong. I’m his bitch. Bristol is my daughter. And Alex has the power to hurt anything and anyone I care about—and the men to enforce it.

By the time I finish, Tom and Bailey’s dad are both sitting back in their seats, wide-eyed and a little shell shocked. You’d think I took them for a lap around the track in a Jeep. I don’t think the part about Bristol took Tom by surprise, but the depth of the threat I’m facing? That hit him hard. This is his family, too.

His lips part as he leans forward, elbows resting on the table, ready to edge into these treacherous waters with his usual calm demeanor. It’s a façade he can somehow uphold under the highest pressure situations, and I admire it as a man who wears a similar mask whenever I’m behind the wheel. Before he can speak, though, Hannah walks through the front door with Bristol on her hip and her mom behind her. Those two women have no façade, and I instantly read the fear in her eyes and surge to my feet.

“What happened?” My eyes flicker from Hannah’s to our daughter, who thankfully seems oblivious and is happily licking away at a sucker. Hannah’s mom takes her and ushers her upstairs, clearly so we can talk, which has my stomach somehow sicker than it has been in the last two days.

“He knows.” Hannah’s expression resembles death. Her pupils big, eyes unable to focus, mouth slack, and skin pale. Even after a morning walk, her cheeks aren’t flushed. I see the awareness disappear in an instant, and my hands sweep under her arms just in time.

She isn’t out for long, a few seconds at the most, but in that time I lift her and take her to the sofa in the living room while her dad rushes for a glass of water and Tommy and Bailey’s dad join me in the living room. Her brother feels her head with his palm, but his eyes meet mine.

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