Don't Fear the Reapers (Renegade Reapers MC Book 1) by Katya Ensmore

Author:Katya Ensmore [Ensmore, Katya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Khaos Press
Published: 2022-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

Later that night, I was back at Heaven’s Lace to meet with Cole’s daughter, Andria. It wasn’t exactly something I was comfortable with since Liam hadn’t been able to dig up everything on them yet. I was driving blind when it came to the Martins. No one seemed to know who they were. They came into town a month ago and Cole had been buying up real estate in the form of strip clubs, restaurants, and a hotel.

“Good Evening, Dale.”

“Ms. West,” he nodded. “Ms. Martin told me to inform you that her and her father are waiting to see you in the back office.”

“Thanks,” I replied.

I walked around the bar and went down the hall to the office. The same Italian thug from the first time I met Cole was standing guard in front of the door.

“I’m here to see Ms. Martin,” I informed him. Sometimes being respectful enough not to ruffle feathers felt ridiculous.

“I need to check for weapons,” he told me.

“Go ahead,” I replied as I stood still for him to pat me down.

Once he finished, he knocked twice and opened the door. Cole sat in the same chair as he was the last time I visited his office. His daughter sat behind his desk as if it belonged to her. Her long dark brown hair was pulled up into a thick side braid. From what I could tell, her clothes were designer. The price tag of her black pant suit could probably cover the cost of an entire wardrobe for me.

As I stepped in the door, she stood.

“I appreciate you agreeing to meet with me tonight,” I told her.

“My father told me you need some information.”

“That’s correct,” I told her. “We’ve heard about a possible hit on a police officer and we were wondering if you had connections that could provide useful information.”

“It’s a distinct possibility, but first I’d like to get to know who I’m considering working with,” she replied.

“Fair enough,” I responded.

“Can I get you something to drink?”

“No, thank you,” I told her.

“You can sit anywhere you want,” she told me.

“So you’re enrolled at Hilton Prep?”

“Yeah. It’s my last year there,” she replied as I sat at the far end of the couch.

“Was it your idea or your father’s?” I asked her.

“Mine,” she replied, rolling her eyes.

“I guess it’s a good school, but it wouldn’t have been my first choice.”

“Did you go there or something?”

“Yep,” I responded.

“I don't recall seeing your graduation photo,” she commented as she leaned back in the office chair.

“That’s because I didn't graduate from there.”

“Did you quit, or something?”

“After a few disagreements, I was homeschooled.” I smiled, recalling everything that went down to ensure I had no other options but to complete school at home.

She laughed. “What kind of disagreements?”

“I wasn't welcome at Hilton Prep after an unfortunate incident involving the quarterback.”

“I sense there’s an entertaining story behind that.”

“There is, but let’s keep that one for later.”

“And you're at Sandstone U now?”

“Yes,” I responded.

“Are you a junior?”

“No, I’ll graduate next year.”

“How old are you?” she asked.

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