Tristan (Ridge City Recruits Book 5) by Mazzy King

Author:Mazzy King [King, Mazzy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MZK Publishing
Published: 2020-07-04T16:00:00+00:00

6

Tristan

The self-hatred continues as I reach my car. What kind of an asshole leaves the woman he loves after having mind-blowing sex and exchanging “I love yous” after almost two years?

An asshole, that’s who.

But I do have to go. The race is on for midnight, and I have to make Connor’s acquaintance in less than an hour.

The race is set for a usually abandoned road behind the city’s industrial area, not unlike the area where the Rogue Draconians used to set up shop. In fact, where the race is taking place is on a stretch of road we used to frequent during our drug runs. The memory should maybe make me cringe, but it doesn’t. It’s part of who I am and how I got to where I am. But the irony that I’m heading to my old stomping grounds in a different capacity and on the other side of things isn’t lost on me.

I push the BMW faster, flicking the shifter from gear to gear with the tip of my finger. I was halfway truthful with Imogen about the origins of my car. I did get it off a guy fresh from a divorce looking to move ASAP, and Gemma did help me locate it. It’s just that RCPD “acquired” it for me.

And they’ll get every penny back. With interest. Tristan Black doesn’t owe people.

On the way, I call Saint to let him know I’m heading there. He tells me he and a couple of undercover cops will be in the crowd keeping an eye on things, but there are no plans for a large sting—this time.

There are already a ton of people gathered on the "track." Cars are everywhere—on the road, off the road in the grass. I park damn near half a mile back and jog toward the crowd. Saint gave me the number of a contact to text when I arrived. He doesn't know who I am, but the person who does is insulated by several layers of trusted people. We exchange a few messages, and I meet him at his suggested rally point. He's a lanky young dude with shaggy blond hair.

“I’m Brad,” he says. “Connor’s waiting. Let’s go.”

So much for small talk.

As I follow him, he glances over at me. “So you’re the genius mechanic?”

I’m not sure what to make of that. “I know my way around an engine or two.”

“Well, if Connor likes you and your work, you could be looking at a permanent gig instead of the substitute-teacher thing.”

“What happened to the last guy?”

Brad glances at me again. “We don’t know.”

He leads me to where a sleek white Toyota Supra sits, glowing blue light coming from underneath it. The hood is popped and leaning over it is a youngish guy with dark hair, wearing jeans and a plain T-shirt. I don’t know why but I guess I expected Connor Cavanaugh, the hotshot of street racing, to not look like a totally normal dude.

But when he lifts his head as Brad, and I

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