Tinged (The Electric Tunnel Book 3) by Rachel Blaufeld

Author:Rachel Blaufeld [Blaufeld, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Rachel Blaufeld Publishing
Published: 2017-05-11T18:30:00+00:00

I PACED the sidewalk in front of Lynx’s building. Thank fuck she asked me to wait outside. My blood was boiling over, anger and hatred rolling off me in monsoon-sized waves.

Washed-up whore . . .

I slid my finger across my phone and found Carson’s contact. Pressing it, I paced impatiently as I waited for him to answer.

“What’s up, Big Mikey?”

Of course, he answered like shit was coming up roses. And for him, it was—I couldn’t begrudge him that.

“I need another favor.”

“Name it.”

Setting my pride aside for the millionth time, I said, “I thought if I gave Lynx space, she’d come around. She’s not. She’s wallowing in self-pity, and it’s getting unbearable. I need to do something. Now.”

“She’s been through a lot. Lila didn’t see half the shit Lynx did, and she was messed up for a long time. You can’t rush her.”

“I can’t stand by and watch it anymore. I’m sick of being some innocent bystander, so I’m calling in backup. I need you to find her some PTSD shrink, a good one. Someone that isn’t going to let her quit so easily, and then I need Lila and Nat to come and convince her to do it. They need to talk or whatever it is they do, and tell her it’s time.”

“You can’t force her, Mike.”

I kicked the shit out of my tire, not giving two fucks I was ruining my shoe. “I am and I will.”

He exhaled into the phone. “I’ll talk with Landon and see who he recommends. He’s got to know a person or two. But you need to call Lila yourself. You’ve been ignoring her, and she’s good and pissed. No way am I asking her for you and getting myself in the doghouse. Ask her about the new baby and butter her up.”

I nodded, even though he couldn’t see it. I knew she’d be mad—I’d forced my way into her problems years ago. Of course she’d expect to be intimately involved in mine.

Running my hand over my head, I agreed to call Lila and disconnected the call.

I stared at my reflection in the car window. I was a mess—dark circles under my eyes, and fucked-up, unruly hair—but I didn’t care. I’d take better care of myself when Lynx was better.

My pulse raced . . . where the hell was she?

Staring up at the building, I decided to give her five more minutes, and then I was busting my way in there.

Apartment 1203. Of course I fucking knew where she lived; I just wasn’t stupid enough to tell her. It wasn’t a huge deal. Asher had eyes on those two, and I was privy to every freaking move—the gym, Marta wading in when she shouldn’t have, and stupid Samara sneaking off to see the goddamn federal agent, Landon. I needed to know like I needed oxygen.

My feet tore up the sidewalk, marching me toward the building’s front entrance, when Lynx reappeared wearing a loose white tank and jean cutoffs, her braids framing her face. On her feet were all-white Air Force 1s, the same pair I’d bought for her way back when.

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