Rebel Sweetheart by Sydney Canyon

Author:Sydney Canyon [Canyon, Sydney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Triplicity Publishing, LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Shane had nodded off on the couch in the living room during the drive, waking when she felt the bus come to a stop and settle into its lowered and parked position. She sat up, looking out the large windows at the arena as she stretched her muscles. “I need to get into the gym,” she mumbled to herself. This case had turned into a full-blown assignment away from home, and she hadn’t exercised since she’d arrived.

Knowing Haley would be itching to get to work, Shane went to her room to put on her shoes and shoulder holster for her gun. Then, she slipped her Glock in place and pulled a black, fleece jogging jacket that was light and zipped in the front before walking into the bathroom.

“I’m going to check things out and see if Rich is here yet. He has our two-way radios. Please don’t get off the bus until I return. You have my cell number if you need me,” she said to the closed door leading to Haley’s room.

When she didn’t hear a reply, she shrugged and went about her business. She needed to check with arena security and figure out what was going on with the rental security.

“Fancy meeting you here,” Rich called as Shane entered the arena. “How was the drive?”

“Uneventful,” she said.

“Let me guess, she’s back to bitch mode.”

Shane raised a brow.

“She turns into a whole different animal on tour. I think it’s because she’s such a perfectionist. She puts herself under so much pressure. When she’s not on tour, she’s as sweet as can be. Anyway.” He smiled. “Here’s your radio and another for Haley to use on the bus. I’ll let you take it to her.”

“Thanks,” she muttered.

“The hired security should be here by four-thirty. The stage is already set up and ready to go. I know she’s probably chomping at the bit to get inside. The band is already setting up, so you can go ahead and take her in.”

“Okay. Let me know when the rental cops arrive. We need to keep things tight.”

“Got it,” he said as his phone began to ring. “It’s the insurance company. We’ve been arguing all day about the bus settlement,” he added as he moved away to answer it.

Shane walked around the backstage area, which was set up pretty much the same as all of the other shows. Then, she headed back out to the buses. The door to Haley’s bus was open. She was still inside, but standing on the bottom step with her arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe.

“I was wondering if you forgot about your hostage,” she said sarcastically.

“Nope.” Shane shook her head. It was hard to pull her eyes away from the white t-shirt with Pink Floyd’s logo stretched across Haley’s breasts, and the naturally tanned skin peeking through the rips along the thighs of her jeans. “This is your walkie-talkie,” she said, handing it to her. She’d already attached her own to the waistband of her jeans and ran the wire for the earpiece up under her jacket.

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