High Ground by Freya Barker

Author:Freya Barker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Freya Barker

Sully

Fuck.

The dark gray Nissan Altima my niece had taken a snapshot of in her mother’s driveway is now parked in front of my place.

I’d so hoped I could beat my sister home, but we didn’t leave the canyon where we found Yokum until late yesterday afternoon and were forced to spend another night out in the field.

I’m tired, hot, I reek, and I was counting on having a shower before getting sucked into family drama, but it looks like that isn’t going to happen. Hope Isobel didn’t give Pippa a hard time. My sister can be protective and it would’ve been a shock to see a woman in my space, let alone a pregnant one.

The front door opens and I watch Pippa slip outside at the same time I get out of the truck. She’s carrying a big plastic bag as she hurries over to me.

“They just got here ten minutes ago. So far, no bloodshed, so I’ve got it covered for now. You can grab a quick shower in Sloane’s cabin.”

She shoves the plastic bag in my hands. It has a towel, my soap, and clean clothes. There are a million things I want to ask, but she’s shoving me with some force in the direction of the cabin next door.

“Hurry.”

I shower in record time, get dressed, and head to my place, leaving the bag with my dirty shit on the porch. Then I walk in where an icy reception awaits me.

“Were you planning to tell me at any time?”

Isobel is not happy with me. I guess it means her anger is focused on me and not Sloane, but I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before it’s my niece’s turn.

I close the door, keeping the air-conditioned cabin cool, and move toward Pippa, who is doing something in the kitchen.

“As a matter of fact, I was gonna give you a heads-up before you got here, but then we got called out on a search,” I tell my sister as I walk up behind Pippa, slide a hand over her belly, and bend down to press a kiss to the side of her neck. “Hey, Honey. Whatcha doing?” I look over her shoulder at the wooden board she is loading cheese and deli meats onto.

“Charcuterie board.”

Don’t know what the hell that is, but it sure looks good. She tries to slap my hand when I reach over and snatch a slice of salami, stuffing it in my mouth. Only then do I turn around and look into the living room.

Sloane already has us all tuned out as she scrolls through something on her phone, Isobel’s mouth is hanging open, and the tall guy from the picture standing behind her is wearing a grin. It’s him I head for first.

“You must be Steve.”

He shakes the hand I offer. A nice firm shake, nothing challenging, but strong and steady. I like him already.

“And you are Sullivan.”

“It’s Sully,” my niece mumbles from her perch on the couch, without as much as looking up.

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