Tank (Black and Blue Series Book 1) by Erin Bevan

Author:Erin Bevan [Bevan, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erin Bevan
Published: 2017-05-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

Duke gripped his fork tighter. If his father talked about having a wife on the campaign trail one more time, he might slug the man. Worse, he couldn’t seem to get a break on finding Annie. His source at her mother’s home hadn’t seen her. Besides the piece of leather he found, it was like she had vanished without a trace. Her phone hadn’t been turned on in over a week, and her car wasn’t at any of the impound lots.

Where the hell did she go?

He’d had to start running his campaign on his own, and people were beginning to ask questions. Making up one lie after another, they began to jumble in his mind. She was somewhere, and he would find her. No one just disappeared without a trace.

The group of Guardians that sat at a table across from him all stood and strolled to the cash register. He did his best to glance at each one, spying for a hole in their jacket. More than likely, whoever ripped their leather wouldn’t be wearing it, but it was worth investigating nonetheless.

And that big guy, Wilde. What the hell was his deal? He’d been at the courthouse, staring at him like he had something to hide. He didn’t have a jacket, but he sat at the same table they did. Was he part of the group? Whether he was or not, the guy rubbed him the wrong way which made him worth investigating.

The young redheaded waitress tending his table laid the ticket down. His dad reached for the bill. “Here, Dad, let me get that.” Duke pulled out his wallet and grabbed the check.

“Well, gentleman, thank you.” The mayor rubbed his fat stomach.

The bill came to seventy dollars, nearly forty from the fat ass alone. He would gladly pay the check. If fatso could help win him more votes, and get his father off his ass, he’d buy the man a steak every damn night.

“I’ll be back. Excuse me.” He stood and walked to the cash register, stopping a few feet behind the biker group. He scanned each of them as they went to pay.

“What time are we meeting, Saturday?” A burley biker with a mustache asked.

“Ten,” the short woman said while she handed the cashier her credit card. When she stretched out her arm, a nice hole stared back at him.

He gripped the ticket book tighter and glanced straight ahead, like he hadn’t seen it. The opening in the window had been small. Someone of her size could have easily slipped out.

Finally. A lead.

She signed her receipt, then glanced up and noticed him. Immediately, she placed her arm against her ribs and used her other hand to accept the receipt.

“I gotta go, guys.” She shoved her card in her back pocket and spun on her heels.

“Later, JoJo.” One of the men called out.

Yes, later JoJo.

He would see more of her soon. Very soon.

After paying the tab, he sauntered back to the table. Duke caught Brayden staring down the waitress’ shirt.

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