Doc (Burnout, #5) by Dahlia West

Author:Dahlia West
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dahlia West
Published: 2014-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Caleb stalked to the garage, not looking back but fighting the urge. Why had he told her so much? he wondered, but looking at Shooter as he crossed the lot, it wasn’t that hard to understand. His brothers would judge him, maybe not too harshly, maybe not out loud, but they would. They couldn’t help it. Isabelle was probably judging him, too, but he didn’t know her and didn’t care as much about her opinion of him. As much as he’d wanted to avoid this conversation just a few hours ago, it seemed inevitable now. He’d rarely shown up at the garage during a shift, and certainly never with a woman in tow. He couldn’t blame them for being curious.

He sighed as he neared the building. He didn’t relish the thought of all his secrets being laid bare. Not that he was embarrassed by them, but he didn’t like being reminded that among the circle of his closest friends, he’d never quite measure up to their standards. Even Easy, the most badly wounded, having lost his leg in the roadside bomb that decimated their unit, had managed to slay his demons just a few years after they’d discharged. But Caleb’s demons were far older and could not be slain, only leashed, for the safety of everyone around him.

His boots hit the smooth concrete of the garage bay and he reached into his jeans pocket. He separated the key to his bike from his house key and handed it over. “I left my bike at Maria’s,” he said. “I need someone to get it and drop it off at my place.”

Shooter nodded and pocketed the key. “Busy afternoon?” he asked. Caleb wasn’t sure what to say to that. Shooter nodded, indicating his hands. “Doing some bare knuckle boxing?”

Hawk and the others put down their tools and edged closer to them. Caleb grimaced. “Nothing serious,” he told them. “Just a dust-up.”

“This... dust-up... have anything to do with the girl?” Shooter pressed.

“You fought?” Easy asked, squinting his eyes and looking at the car parked across the lot. “With who? Over her?”

“Who is this girl, Caleb?” Shooter asked. “Because her license plate doesn’t say South Dakota. It says Colorado.”

“Holy shit!” Easy declared. “You’re right! I thought she was Sioux Falls. I thought she was your woman.”

“She’s not Sioux Falls,” Caleb began carefully. “She’s a bounty hunter from Denver. She’s looking for a guy, a murderer, who’s got connections to the Buzzards.” He watched Shooter’s face darken.

“Caleb,” he said quietly.

“I know,” Caleb replied.

“Jack Prior does not like people sniffing around his club. If he finds out, she’s as good as dead.”

“I know,” Caleb repeated. “I know who he is, what they are.”

“I am serious, Caleb. He won’t care that she’s a woman. He’ll skin her alive and you too if he thinks you’re helping her. I won’t be able to talk him down.”

In another life, his pre-Army life, Chris Sullivan’s father had been the president of the Badlands Buzzards, though he’d been killed in prison when Chris was a teenager.

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