Dark Honor (Dark Saints MC Book 3) by Jayne Blue

Author:Jayne Blue [Blue, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nokay Press LLC
Published: 2017-08-07T18:30:00+00:00

We hit the Port Azrael town limits just after dark. I’d taken the route along the coast, letting the salty air from the Gulf fill my lungs and lead me home. I felt Gina’s whole body relax behind me. Port Az always has this effect on me. It’s where I belonged. It was part of me. I could see the multicolored LED lights on the Port Az bridge lit up in the distance. The Saints were part of that too, even if most of the people in this town didn’t know it.

Twenty years ago, Port Azrael was on the verge of collapse. A port city, we were ripe for takeover by drug cartels looking to push their products in from the south. We changed all of that. Some called it a deal with the devil, but when my club unleashed, shit got better here for everyone.

Gina’s family was part of that too. We struck an uneasy balance. The DiSalvos came in to clean up the docks and run their businesses. We keep the rougher elements from running them out. The DiSalvos get to look legit, even though they are as dirty as they come. For the civilians, they get increased property values and lower crime rates. Everybody wins as long as you don’t look too close.

Gina tensed behind me when I veered off the main highway and took a rural route that skirted the town. She’d probably never seen this part of her hometown. A girl like her would never have cause to go this way. Her family had made it so the underbelly of Port Azrael wouldn’t touch her. My heart hardened, knowing I was the very thing they wanted to protect her from.

I took the long, winding dirt road leading through the woods. You couldn’t see the Dark Saints clubhouse from the road. The regular people wanted it that way. They needed us. Relied on us to keep things humming in the town where they lived, worked, and raised their families. But they never wanted to see us. That was fine with me. That is, until Gina came into my life.

I slowed the bike, not liking the sound it had been making for about the last hundred miles. I’d get Moose on it as soon as he got back from Dallas. Our clubhouse wasn’t much to look at. It was just a long, L-shaped brick building painted black. I could feel Gina’s sharp intake of air as I cut the engine and climbed off. She gave me a dubious look as she pulled off my helmet and handed it to me.

Rufus, our club dog, picked that moment to come tearing around the side of the building, teeth bared and barking like some hellhound. He kind of looked like one too. He had German Shepherd, Pit, and probably seven other kinds of meaner breeds in his DNA. He bore the battle scars of quite a few fights in his younger days.

“Roof!” I leaned down and bared my own teeth at him.

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