Checkered Thief (A Laurel London Mystery Book 3) by Kappes Tonya

Author:Kappes, Tonya [Kappes, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Tonya Kappes
Published: 2015-05-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“What the hell, Laurel?” Jax stood with his legs parted, arms out, and gun firmly planted in his grasp with his finger on the trigger, a bridled anger in his voice.

“It’s not what you think!” I jumped up and the money bundle tumbled out of my hand. “I can explain.” I gasped realizing what this must look like. A shiver of panic swept over me.

“You better!” The next security guard appeared behind Jax with his gun drawn. “Good work, Jax,” he said to Jax, and pulled a pair of cuffs off his belt.

“This is all a big misunderstanding.” I tried to worm my way out of the tight situation I was in.

“What is going on?” Bethany appeared over their shoulders. Her eyes were as big as saucers. “Laurel,” she gasped. “No, this is not the thief.”

“Right!” I was so glad Bethany was there to vouch for me. For us.

“There’s the money.” The guard pointed to the wad of cash.

“Laurel?” A v-formed between Bethany’s eyes. She shook her head.

“It’s not mine!” I yelled. “Tell them,” I pleaded directly to Bethany.

“We know. It’s the casino’s money that went missing last night.” The security guard jerked my arm and threw it behind my back, cuffing me before I had time to fight him off.

“But I didn’t do it.” I started laughing knowing Bethany was going to clear all of this up.

When he flung me back around, neither Bethany nor Jax was standing there. Both of them had abandoned me. I knew better than to say anything until Ben Bassman, my family lawyer, got there or until Bethany came to my rescue. So I walked with the security guard down the hall, up the elevator and onto the casino floor where Trixie and Sharon stood there watching along with the rest of the gamblers.

“Call Ben Bassman,” I told Trixie. “Now.”

I stood on the curb of the casino parking lot with the security guard. A distant siren was getting closer and closer. Then the flashing lights appeared in the distance.

“Where did you get the money?” Bethany walked up to the security guard and me.

“I won’t say anything until he’s gone.” I nodded toward the security guard hoping to get some alone time with Bethany before they hauled my ass off to jail.

“Let me have a minute with her please,” Bethany spoke with a quiet, but desperate, firmness.

“One minute.” The guard gave me a stern look. “You try anything and don’t think I’ll won’t put a bullet in that cute ass of yours.”

I kept my smart-ass mouth shut. I didn’t want to be in any more hot water than I already was in.

When he was a safe distance away, my mouth opened and I began talking fast, “The money was behind the monitor. I didn’t get the SIM card. It’s still in there. I can get you the money and you can get me out of this.” I lifted my shoulders, giving a lift to my cuffed hands behind my back.

“You said you had the money from a friend.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.