Like Father, Like Son by Sarah Masters

Author:Sarah Masters [Masters, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Published: 2017-09-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Christ alive. Robby shot up from his reclining position to sit staring at his ma, his jaw going slack. She had quite the arsey face on her, something he hadn’t seen in a long time, and his stomach rolled over at the sight of her fists clenched so tightly against her slim hips. He might be a bloke, and she might only be one hundred pounds soaking wet, but she still had the ability to make him feel like a kid again.

He had to turn away from her blazing glare.

The inspector looked at him, and Robby didn’t know if he was being offered a lifeline here. Did the copper want to tell Ma what was going on, saving Robby the hassle, or was he waiting for Robby to do it? The painkillers had fudged his brain, and it was taking a while for him to process things he’d normally have no trouble with.

A jerk of the inspector’s head gave Robby his answer—a clear signal to remove himself from the room if ever there was one. Robby got up, mumbled something or other as he passed his ma with his head bent, then he walked out. He didn’t want to see her face when she discovered what had really been going on. Letting her down had always been one of the things he most dreaded, yet he’d still joined a fucking gang. He’d never wanted to turn out like his dad, but he had—someone who couldn’t be relied upon to do the right thing. He’d turned out to be a…

Useless prick.

In the kitchen, he leaned his backside against the counter next to the door, folding his arms in an X over his chest to relieve the throbbing in his hands. He imagined they were as swollen as balloons, pressure building, the skin pushing into the tight bandages. He could do with taking them off to ease the ache, but he’d been warned by Louise, that nice nurse, to keep them on until he visited the doctor tomorrow.

He wouldn’t be going to the local surgery now, sitting in one of those chairs in the waiting area, bored out of his mind until his name was called. He wouldn’t see old Doctor Umbridge now, either, him with his thinning gray hair and a face that reminded Robby of his grandad when he’d been alive. Kindly, the kind of face that was so good at forming expressions Robby would spit out the truth just so he got the sympathy he so badly needed. No, he’d never see him again if those coppers stayed true to their words and helped him to escape this insanity. And it was insanity—all of it.

He’d known what gang life would be like, and although he’d stayed on the fringes up until now, he only had himself to blame for the current situation. Shit, why hadn’t he minded his own business? Why had he followed Damien and Katrina? What had possessed him to think that by doing that he’d

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