Down Range by Taylor Moore

Author:Taylor Moore [Moore, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: William Morrow
Published: 2021-08-03T00:00:00+00:00

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After dumping Bridger at his office to sleep it off, Garrett made a swing through Canadian to see Lacey. If Renegade was using hotshots to transport drugs on legitimate runs across state lines, there would be a paper trail documenting which drivers made the haul, where they were headed, and who received the shipment in the end.

In the world of criminal investigations, this was about as close to a “silver platter” as it got. Bridger coming to the Texas Rangers with information that could take dope off the streets and put traffickers behind bars would go a long way to getting him out of a major sling.

First though, they needed hard evidence, which meant access to Renegade logbooks and manifests connecting it to the rest of the distribution chain. For that, Garrett would need someone like Lacey. Could he ask her? Getting her on board would take some finessing.

Of course, there was also the chance she was involved in Renegade’s schemes. But his gut told him she was clean. And more important, he was desperate. He’d taken chances on wilder cards than Lacey Capshaw.

He pulled his truck up to her bungalow home and parked out front. Thankfully, when Lacey opened the door, she greeted him with a smile. “Well, look what the cat dragged in! To what do I owe this surprise?”

Opting not to reveal he was there to make her part of a federal law enforcement case involving a violent drug cartel, Garrett played it a little more casual. “I was just driving through town and thought I’d pay you a neighborly visit.”

Lacey chuckled, but the furrow in her brow told him she didn’t buy his story. “Well, we’re not exactly neighbors, but that’s all right. Come on in.” Taking him in from tail to withers, she fanned her nose. “What the hell happened to you?”

Garrett looked down at his blood-spattered blue jeans from the earlier fight, feigned shock. “Oh yeah. Sorry about that. Met Bridger out at Crippled Crows.”

“Crippled Crows, huh?” Lacey gave him another onceover. “Well, I’d ask what happened to you, but the mere fact you made it out of that place alive is all I need to know.”

Garrett nodded but didn’t elaborate beyond a yep.

With a come on in gesture, she turned and walked through the living room. “Well, no reason to halt a night of redneck debauchery on my account. As long as you’re wrecking your health, how about a whiskey?”

Garrett took off his cowboy hat and hung it on a coatrack. Lacey walked into the kitchen and pulled out two glasses and a bottle of Still Austin Bourbon. She poured two over ice, then came back and handed him one.

In that brief moment she took her sip, Garrett caught a quick glance of Lacey in full. Her chestnut hair was down over her shoulders and she wore a black denim shirtdress with tights and no shoes. She’d always been stylish, having a knack for combining a high-fashion look with a down-home feel. As usual, her ample curves were the perfect accessories.

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