In His Line of Work by Tinnean

Author:Tinnean [Tinnean]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2016-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Deuce took his duffel from the truck and crossed to the porch. He could hear voices—some from the dining room, others from the kitchen—but he needed a few moments of privacy, so he climbed the stairs to his bedroom on the second floor.

Fortunately, Ma hadn’t left it the way it had been when he’d lived there, hadn’t made it a shrine. That would have been creepy.

He took a fresh change of clothes from his duffel, laid them on the bed, then went into the attached bathroom and turned on the shower. When the temperature was to his liking, he pulled back the curtain and stepped into the enclosure.

He and Pop had talked about it while they groomed the gelding. Deuce would split his time between the ranch and the diner—quiet, uncomplicated jobs. Nothing that would call attention to him. To his relief, Pop hadn’t asked why a former Marine would want jobs like that.

Deuce came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair dry.

“I wondered if you were jerking off in there.”

Deuce came to an abrupt halt, whipped the towel off his head, and reached for the gun that was no longer under his arm. “Shit.”

“Indeed.”

“Ace.” He relaxed.

“Yep.”

Deuce stooped to retrieve the towel. “You always did have sex on your mind.”

“Doesn’t make me a bad person.”

“No, it doesn’t.” He draped the towel around his neck, held out his hand, and they shook. “It’s good to see you, but what the fuck are you doing here?”

“Well, when Trip told us he was coming to find the boss, we couldn’t let him go on his own.”

“Trip’s here as well?”

“So is Stan.”

“Uh huh. But Dr. G.’s your boss, and she’s in New York. At least she was the last time I spoke to her.”

“She still is. She just isn’t our boss anymore.”

“Huh?”

“Let me simply say she isn’t happy with us.”

Deuce could have groaned. “You didn’t get the kid.”

“Nope.”

“What happened?”

“Get dressed, and I’ll tell you. Your mom said she’d hold dinner, but not for long.”

“You met my mother?”

“And your dad, your brothers, and that cute sister of yours.”

“You even look at Katelyn, and I’ll shoot your balls off.”

“That’s the boss we know and love.”

“Ass.” Deuce crossed to the bed, dropped the towel from around his waist, and drew on his shorts. “Talk.”

“Yes, sir. The woman had been working at the Contemporary, like you said, but by the time we got there, she was gone. I kind of got the feeling she may have known we were on the way.”

“How?” Deuce stepped into the navy trousers and pulled them up his legs. He left the fly undone while he put on a light blue button-down shirt.

Ace whistled. “You clean up real good, boss.”

Deuce scowled at him, and then tucked his shirt into his pants and zipped up the fly.

“Maybe she’s got friends.”

Like Vincent? Deuce sat down on the edge of his bed and pulled on a pair of socks. “Get my half boots, would you?”

Ace grinned and tossed them to him. Deuce caught them and placed them on the floor.

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