EDGE OF REASON by Barker Freya

Author:Barker, Freya
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: smith
Published: 2019-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

Me: Haven’t heard. Text me so I know you’re okay.

Luckily the flight into Durango is only an hour. I only have my carry-on to grab, but we have to wait for Hanna’s stroller to get offloaded.

I see Luna the moment we walk into the terminal, and I can tell from the tight look on her face something’s wrong. Immediately my stomach starts churning.

“What’s Luna doing here?” Evan wonders out loud, but I’m already rushing toward her.

“What’s wrong?” I ask as I approach her.

Instead of answering she glances over my shoulder, and waits for T and Evan to catch up.

“There was an incident early this morning,” she starts.

“Trunk…” I whisper. Evan tucks Tahlula close and wraps his free arm around my shoulders.

“Fire and rescue was called out this morning. A neighbor reported a fire at your brother’s house. When they got there most of the house was engulfed. His truck was parked outside, also on fire.”

“Trunk?”

Luna takes a deep breath in before she answers, but in those few seconds I’ve already died a thousand deaths. “They haven’t found him yet, but that could be good news,” she quickly adds, but already Tahlula lets out a keening cry, and I feel Evan’s arm letting me go to tend to his wife.

“Why are you here?” I manage in an effort to hold panic at bay.

“Because it was an obvious case of arson. Whoever did it left a fairly prominent calling card burning in the driveway.”

“What?” T snaps, wiping at her eyes as she lifts her head from Evan’s chest and turns to the agent. “A fucking cross?”

“Actually, not a cross. It looks more like a large, rudimentary swastika.”

“Jesus,” Evan hisses.

“We’re hoping Trunk is hiding, so Ouray is out there with the guys, roaming the woods.”

“That makes no sense, he would’ve shown up by now,” I suggest.

“The other possibility is that they took him.”

“Or hurt him,” T offers.

“I need to go look,” I tell Luna, dragging my carry-on past her to the exit. The swastika reminded me immediately of Rob and his merry band of crazy nationalists. What if it’s my fault Trunk was targeted? What if this is my motherfucking ex’s doing?

“Hold up, Jaimie.” She grabs me by the arm. “You can’t go running off.”

“Why the hell not?”

“Because about the same time we arrived at Trunk’s house, your mother was banging on your landlord’s door. She and your baby are fine,” she quickly assures me when she reads the fear off my face. “Your garage door, not so much.”

Luna insists I ride with her, and I don’t object after hearing someone left ‘bitch your MINE’ spray-painted on my garage door. Apparently Evan’s mother, Joan, picked Mom and River up from the Benedetti house across the street.

Luna wants to bring me to Joan’s place so I can see my baby, but I’m torn, I want to look for Trunk as well.

“Think, Jaimie: what are you going to do that the club or the cops and the FBI can’t? Best thing you can do for everyone right now is lay low and look after your family.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.