Black Ice by Black Regan

Author:Black, Regan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Getaway Reads
Published: 2019-12-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

She hated him. She thought he was a criminal. He struggled to put the pain of that and the rest of his reeling emotions aside. It was too late to change anything for her and dividing his focus could prove disastrous.

Mentally, he blasted Pickering and the FBI order to stand down. He resented that what should be a golden opportunity had devolved into a mess of epic proportions. The shock, disappointment, and anger he’d seen in Evie’s expressive gray eyes would haunt him for the rest of his days.

Of course, those days might not add up to much if Baker didn’t get control of the vehicle.

All his life, despite the ugly rumors and uglier truth that cycled through town about his mom, Evie had stood by him. Stood up for him. For as long as he could remember, she refused to lump him into the same category as his addicted mother. At every opportunity, she’d spout off about anything good he’d done, from acing a spelling test to helping her rebuild a snowblower.

And how had he repaid her? He’d left without saying goodbye.

She had valid cause to hate him long before he’d returned to Deadwood. Shame coursed through him for hoping he might have gotten in and out of town without seeing her. Although, in light of the situation, it clearly would’ve been better if he’d never seen her.

So many things could have gone differently, if only he’d trusted her. Then and now.

He sensed the shift in her body. Never one to give up, she was looking for the opening and fighting to break out of the zip ties so she could take it when it came.

“Ease up on this curve, Baker,” he said.

The man gripped the wheel harder. “You wanna drive?”

“I will if you can’t,” Wyatt replied.

“Baker drives.” Tate ended the discussion. “You said this road would get us to the spur.”

“In clear conditions we’d be halfway to the turn-off by now,” Wyatt said. If he knew Evie, she’d figured out Cordell’s intended destination, but he wanted to make it clear. “You should’ve kept the original schedule,” he added to get under the man’s skin.

Tate twisted in his seat. “If I’d waited, we’d have bad roads and cops on our tail. This is better.”

In their initial calls, Cordell had struck Wyatt as an average thief and he wasn’t sure why the FBI was so hot to catch him, aside from the embarrassment that he kept escaping with small, prominent fortunes. In person, the well-above-average cunning came through. On the job, the man was intimidating and left no doubt about who was in charge.

And now that he was sitting in the middle of the operation it was easier to understand how and why Cordell’s crew evaded the authorities. Cordell might appear to be acting randomly, but he’d thought through and anticipated every detail. He kept loyal men with him and created redundancies that protected them all from the new guy.

Evie was a redundancy Cordell wasn’t ready to relinquish. He believed Evie and Wyatt were interchangeable.

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