Down & Dirty: Books 1-3: Dirty Angels MC Series Box Set by St. James Jeanne

Author:St. James, Jeanne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jeanne St. James
Published: 2018-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Jag stood in the way too early morning light, hands on hips, staring at what was left of his baby.

The sight was almost cruel enough to shed a damn tear. But he wasn’t upset. No. The air may be humid, but he was steaming.

Dex, Diesel, Hawk, Rig, Crash and Jag’s sister Jewel, all appearing as if they were in mourning, also circled the hunk of metal that used to be his customized Harley.

Rig had brought the rollback during the night and they had loaded the pieces up and hauled them back to the garage. Now they were in a pile. A fucking pile. The chain that the Warriors had hooked to his sled to drag it through the pawn shop parking lot and down the road, effectively scattering pieces of metal for about a tenth of a mile, was still wrapped around what was left of the handlebars.

His baby. Forty thousand dollars and two years of work. His custom baby was destroyed. Royally fucked. And it wasn’t some simple fix. It was totaled.

What good was a Road Captain without a ride?

“See nothin’?” Diesel asked in grunt speak.

Jag blew out a breath trying not to drop to his knees and pound the pavement with his fists until they were bloody. “No.”

“Too busy with your ears between her thighs?” Jewel asked, her lips curved slightly at the corners.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jag saw Dex’s head pop up and twist toward him. His brows knitted together. “You fuckin’ my sister?”

The heavy gazes of Hawk and Diesel landed on him. He didn’t need to have his body parts strewn alongside his bike’s either.

He dragged a hand through his hair. “Yeah.” He eyeballed Dex. “Gotta problem with that?”

Whacking Jag on the back, Dex barked out a laugh. “Fuck no. ‘Bout time.”

He turned to Hawk and Diesel. “You two gotta problem with it?”

Even though both brothers were Ivy’s cousins, they tended to be more protective of her than her own brother.

Diesel cocked a heavy brow. But before he could grunt his answer, Jag said, “Don’t matter anyhow, shit’s over before it began.”

“What do you mean?” Jewel asked, her mouth hanging open, her eyes round.

Jag ignored his sister and glanced around the circle of his brothers. “Wasn’t just Warriors I dealt with last night. Dragged Ivy out of Knight’s territory. Was hangin’ at Dirty Dick’s.”

The air changed around him. Both Diesel and Hawk’s spines straightened and suddenly they appeared taller, broader and definitely scarier than usual.

“What the fuck?” Hawk asked. He turned to Dex. “You know about this?”

Ivy’s brother shook his head. “Fuck no. I did, would’ve stopped her.”

Hawk gave a sharp nod and his eyes fell on Jewel, who abruptly became pale. And when Diesel’s gaze fixed on her, she took a step back. “I— I gotta go back to the office.”

“Don’t you fuckin’ move,” Diesel growled, his brows pinned low, his face twisted in a scowl.

Jewel spine straightened as she slammed her hands on her hips and faced him. “Can’t tell me what to do, D.

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