Wolf's Gambit: The Blackridge Peak Series (Book 1) by Eve L. Mitchell

Author:Eve L. Mitchell [Mitchell, Eve L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eve L. Mitchell
Published: 2024-03-29T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Kezia

“What the fuck happened?” Vance demanded, shoving the gun into his jeans. “And why the fuck are you here?”

His anger took me by surprise, but with Vance, his temper was as unstable as his morals. Pushing past me, he opened the cabin door, and I followed him inside.

“What do you mean, what happened?”

In three strides, he was across the floor at his kitchen counter, and I watched him as he poured an unhealthy amount of liquor into a glass. He drank it in one swallow. Pouring himself another one, I waited as he downed that one too.

“Why did you come to me?” he asked me while he ran his eyes critically over me.

“I need money,” I told him honestly. “You got a fight for me?”

He was already shaking his head. “No,” he bit out. Suddenly, his glass slammed on the counter. “Actually not no, it’s fuck no.”

“What’s wrong with you?” I demanded, my temper rising.

“What’s wrong with me?” He looked both bewildered and furious. It was a strange expression to see. “Do you know you’re presumed dead?” He gave a bitter laugh at my shock. “You’re either dead or a murderer. Or a dead murderer.”

“Stop saying murder!”

“Why are you not asking who you murdered?” Vance shouted at me. “Or do you already know?”

Looking away from his angry glare, I gave a half shrug. “My guess? Bullet?”

“You really killed him?” Vance asked me in a stunned whisper.

“Don’t judge me,” I scoffed as I looked him over. “Last time I saw you with him, he was hanging from the rafters in the warehouse, and someone had beat the shit out of him.”

“He got his ass beat, yes. I didn’t fucking kill him!”

“And you think I did?”

Vance pushed both hands through his hair, his hands stilling on top of his head as he stared at me. “You don’t know, do you?”

His question unsettled me. How did he know I had no clear recollection of what my wolf had done? For the first time since deciding on this plan, I felt uncertain. “No idea about what?” I asked him as I took a step back.

“Your face has been on every news channel in the country. You’re either missing or dead.”

What?

“What?” I gave a fake laugh. “That’s impossible. No one is missing me.”

Vance poured himself another drink. “Yeah, you want to tell the old woman who keeps pleading for her Zia to come home?”

“What old wo⁠—”

Shit. Lottie?

“Yeah, that would be her.” Vance drank his liquor and put the glass down. “So…Zia, tell me why the fuck you’re here, what you did to Bullet, and did you tell anyone you were coming here?”

“I…” I swallowed. Dammit, how did I get out of this? “Am I missing or wanted for murder?” I asked instead.

“Missing.” Vance looked at the bottle, and then after a brief hesitation, he poured another drink. “And wanted for questioning regarding the murder of John Quib, Samuel Tenant, and Wayne Lovie.”

“Who are they?”

“Bullet, SamT, and Lovie the Loser.”

My hands were fists in my pockets, a fact that Vance noticed, his eyes narrowing as he looked me over.

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