The Last One You Loved by L.J. Evans

The Last One You Loved by L.J. Evans

Author:L.J. Evans [Evans, L.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798886439014
Google: Re1azwEACAAJ
Amazon: B0BC58L37Y
Goodreads: 62221637
Publisher: #PrB.rating#4.44
Published: 2022-09-13T23:00:00+00:00


Performed by Cole Swindell and Lainey Wilson

Written by Alexander / Swindell / McGill

The rain was pouring down over us as we huddled beneath a line of trees at the turnoff leading to the West Gears’ headquarters. Sheriff Scully and I had scrambled together six officers, including ourselves, which left a handful in each of our stations if things went haywire.

“If they’ve let her in, they aren’t going to let us take her without some encouragement,” Scully said.

I nodded.

“You sure you don’t want to just wait until she comes back down?”

I wasn’t sure at all, but she was a fugitive who’d broken her probation, and we knew where she was at. Even more than wanting to catch a criminal, I wanted her out of my life. I wanted her locked up and unable to rain havoc on me and my family.

“We’ll send Bruce and Liam out the back, keep Jones and Stanton out front, and you and I will go in,” I told Scully, who nodded with a grim face. I looked at the rest of the men. “I don’t want to scare Sybil or any of them into drawing weapons by showing up with a bunch of squad cars. We’ll all squeeze into Scully’s Escalade, stop short of The Nest, and walk the rest of the way on foot. Everyone good with that?”

They nodded, and we all ducked under our hats and headed for the SUV. We were dripping water over the seats and floor by the time we got in. Scully accelerated up the muddy road to the Gears’ Nest atop the mountain. It was part bar, part slum, and part warehouse that many of the gang called home. I’d heard stories about what happened in the basement, but I’d never had cause to go down there and hoped to God I never would. My goal was to systematically put them out of business, hoping the building would eventually just rot away without its members to care for it.

Scully pulled over in a cutout just before we rounded the last corner. We all got out, hands tucked on our weapons as the cold wind and rain blew around us. There was a hint of snow in the air, but I doubted the fires of hell that burned here would ever let the pristine flakes land in this place.

Our men broke off, and Scully and I gave them a moment to get into position before heading for the door covered in bars you might see in the middle of a gang-riddled city block. We didn’t knock. We just swung the door open. We were greeted with guns already pointed in our direction—exactly what I’d hoped to avoid. The two burly, leather-clad men welcoming us were the ones who’d dropped off the bail money the other night for the peons we’d arrested with the stolen appliances.

I didn’t care about them, their guns, or what may or may not have been downstairs. I was there for Sybil. As my eyes scanned the room, I didn’t see her, but that didn’t mean anything.



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