Heavenly Hacked (Reckless Bastards MC Book 5) by KB Winters

Author:KB Winters [Winters, KB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MC Romance, bikers, Bad Boys, SOA
Publisher: Bookboyfriends Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-08-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Jag

Since Vivi wasn’t eager to give me all the details of what the fuck was going on, I decided to do some digging on my own. I knew Roadkill had a few guys who did freelance wet work, but I still couldn’t find any connection to any of those assholes and Governor Blaise. Three hours and I couldn’t find shit. Less than shit and the person who had all the answers was two feet away from me. Vivi sat beside me with expensive white and gold headphones blaring a tinny guitar sound and that was the only sound she made. Other than the rapid click of her fingers over the keyboard.

“You’re staring.” She didn’t look up and her fingers never stopped. “Stop.”

“I’m not staring. I’m trying to see what you’re doing.” I laid my head on her shoulder and chuckled when she tried to shove me away. “What are you doing?”

“Working. What are you doing?”

“Trying to get this stubborn woman to tell me what she’s hiding from me.”

“What a bitch,” she deadpanned and turned the volume up on her music. I would have pushed the issue, but the doorbell rang.

I wasn’t expecting any company and I didn’t think anyone in Vivi’s life knew where she was. Then again, I had no idea if she even had anyone in her life. “I’ll get that, don’t worry yourself.”

“I won’t,” she shouted over the music in her ears.

“What’s so funny,” Gunnar asked when I opened the door with a chuckle, his adorable little sister smiling up at me from her car seat.

“Nothing. Come on in.”

“Thanks. Take this,” he shoved a frilly looking diaper bag into my arms with a grunt. “Damn kid needs a lot of shit.”

“Wait until she’s a teenager.”

“Yeah, thanks for that asshole.”

“Anytime. Beer? Should you be drinking with a kid?”

Gunnar grunted again and set the baby carrier down on the coffee table. “I don’t drink with her. She watches me drink and I wipe her ass. It’s kind of our thing.”

“So?”

“Beer me,” he said, bent over his sister and removing at least ten thousand different straps that kept her safe in that wicked contraption.

I was already on my way to the kitchen. “Any preference?”

“Something dark,” he shouted back.

“What about you, Vivi?”

“She’s gone,” Gunnar called out, sounding amused.

With two beers in hand, I went back to the living room and found that Vivi had slipped out. “She say anything?”

“Not one word.”

Figured. I wasn’t worried that she’d run off, mostly because I had her key fob. And her steering wheel. “What brings you by?”

“Cross says he might have a lead on those burned out pot fields. Needs you to dig and see if you can find any link to Roadkill.” Cross had been sure it was Roadkill MC from the start, but we had no proof. Yet. “Just do your digital voodoo shit.”

“I’m on it. How are things going with Maisie?” I nodded to the little girl, kicking and squirming in her seat when Gunnar picked her up and plunked her my arms.

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