Until the Bell Rings: An MMA Fighter Romance by Roxy Wilson

Author:Roxy Wilson [Wilson, Roxy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Riley

La Rosita led me into her apartment, her hips swaying under the sheer, flowing red gown she wore. At least she was wearing clothes underneath it; though she had to be over sixty and I had to admit she was still in shape.

She gestured at her couch when we came to the smallish living room, all floral prints—mostly roses—and dotted with pictures and figures of saints and crosses.

“I know you,” she said when I sat. She sank gracefully into a low-backed chair that matched the gold and maroon couch. The whole place felt like a mix between a church and a brothel. “You are Riley Dern, the fighter.”

“That’s me,” I said. “So, I’m looking for—”

“No, no,” La Rosita said, raising a finger and waggling it. “First, we talk. How did you find me?”

“Someone brought me to you,” I said. “Said you knew things; maybe what I need to know.”

She pursed her lips and clucked her tongue. “Tell me who led you here, and I will tell you what you want to know.”

The way she said it, I guessed that Double D had broken a rule and would probably pay for it. I almost told her, because fuck that kid, but… “I can’t,” I said. “The…person didn’t have a choice. I can be real persuasive.”

The lady smiled, and uncrossed her legs, and crossed them again. “We have that in common, then.”

“Right…so, I don’t have a whole lot of time, ah…La Rosita,” I said. “I need to find somebody, and I need to find them fast.”

“Well, if you will not tell me who endangered my business,” she said, “then you must give me something else. I trade in secrets, connections, and gold. Which one of these things do you have?”

“First, you tell me if you have the information I need,” I said, “and if you do, I’ll tell you what I got for it.”

She considered this, and looked like she was sizing me up, undressing me with her eyes. I tried to hide my discomfort.

“What do you want?” she asked finally.

“There’s a guy, Tyko,” I said. “If I have it right, he’s planning to boost a bunch of cars all at once. He just bought a bunch of copied keys. I need to know if he’s somewhere around here, and how to find him.”

La Rosita nodded slowly, as if she understood all of this but wasn’t particularly surprised or interested in it. I might as well have been telling her the weather forecast. She took a long, slow breath that swelled her chest. She had to be wearing some kind of push-up bra, didn’t she? She didn’t look like the sort of woman who’d go the plastic route.

“I have heard of this,” she said. “But, I cannot be known for letting strangers to our community disrupt the local market and trade. I am sorry.”

“I don’t mean to stop it,” I told her. “I don’t care about the cars. There’s a kid involved. I’m trying to get him out of it before something bad happens to him.

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