Harm's Way by Karen Renee

Author:Karen Renee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karen Renee
Published: 2021-04-22T00:00:00+00:00

Har

HAR WATCHED BRUTE TRUDGE toward the back door carrying a shop vac. “Jesus! I’ve vacuumed for nearly an hour. Why does something still smell?”

Har leaned toward the counter where the pressure cooker sat. “Sure you’re not smelling this?”

Brute looked at it. “What is it?”

“Pot roast.”

“First good news I’ve heard all day. I’m takin’ this thing out to the shed. Then we can eat that shit.”

“You can’t, it’s not finished yet,” Stephanie said, closing the refrigerator door she had been crouched behind.

Brute’s eyes widened at him. “Hell, you brought her here?”

“After what happened the other day, brother, you shouldn’t be surprised.”

“Sorry,” Brute muttered, ambling out the door.

Sandy looked between him and Joules. “Did he just invite himself to your dinner?”

Har shook his head. “Doesn’t matter. Listen, I’m leaving Stephanie with you. Any of the bitches get catty with her, shut that shit down.”

From the corner of his eye he saw Stephanie fold her arms under her tits and affect an angry-woman pose. He ignored it, because otherwise it would turn him on. Sandy looked between the two of them, her face gleeful.

“Michael. I do not need to be left with anyone. I can take care of myself.”

Sandy threw her head back and laughed. “I love this! She calls you Michael and she makes pot roast. Put a cut on her already, Har!”

Brute came back in time to hear that. “You aren’t puttin’ a cut on Stephanie.”

“Oh my God, I need a drink.”

He glared at her. “You drink whiskey sours?”

“I have.”

He looked at Joules. “Bring me two whiskey sours.”

“That’s so sweet of you, tellin’ my old man to bring me a drink,” Sandy said.

Joules sighed. “Woman, you know better.”

He ambled away and Sandy smiled at Har. “It’s all gonna be fine. I know your lady doesn’t need me lookin’ after her, but I’ll step in if Layla or anyone gets feisty.”

Brute stalked over to him. “You may have just got here, but you need to see the damage.”

He nodded and looked at Stephanie, “I’ll be back.”

He followed Brute, but grabbed his drink from Joules when they crossed paths. Halfway through the common room, Wreck stopped them.

“When do we roll out, Prez?”

The tone of his voice bordered on disrespect, but not enough for Har to call him on it. Especially since he suspected that was Wreck’s aim.

“Soon as I see the damage, we’re having church. We’ll discuss rolling out at the table.”

Wreck stared at him longer than necessary and Har raised an eyebrow.

“There something else you need, Wreck?”

“Damage ain’t that bad, thanks to Joules. Pool table’s shot to shit and we gotta get a new window, but we should be takin’ out whoever the hell did this to us.”

Har nodded. “You’re right. First, we need to all be on the same page. Sooner you let Brute show me what’s what, we’ll gather. Anything else?”

After a beat, Wreck shook his head. “No.”

As they approached the pool table, Brute muttered, “He’s right. And he’s wrong. The damage was limited to the pool table, but that was dumb luck on our part.

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