Magic and Mayhem: Reapercussions (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Poppy Carlyle Chronicles Book 1) by Boone Brux

Author:Boone Brux [Brux, Boone]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2017-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“Come on.” I shook the bars of the cell door. “Let me out of here.”

Jax sat across the room, his feet propped on his desk, his hands folded on top of his stomach. A half grin had been a permanent feature on his stupid face since he’d stuck me there last night. “Sure, as soon as you tell me what happened.”

“I already told you.” I rattled the bars again, knowing it wouldn’t do any good.

“No, what you told me was that you didn’t blow up the truck.” He uncrossed his ankles and stood. “If you didn’t do it, who did?”

“I don’t know.” From his expression, I could see he didn’t believe me. Who could blame him? I came barreling out of the woods seconds before the dynamite exploded. Even I had to admit it looked very incriminating. But what was I supposed to tell him? The truth? My gut twisted at the thought of him giving me that look I’d grown to hate. Pity, or that I’m crazy. I crossed my arms over my chest and stomped to the other side of the cell. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” Turning back to him, I leaned against the wall and glared. “So, let’s drop it.”

Before he could reply, the front door opened, and two men strolled in. Oh great, if having Jax scowl at me all morning hadn’t been bad enough, I now got to endure his grandfather’s and dad’s barrage of accusations. Brooding, stern, and rather fierce looking, both men possessed personalities that filled the room. Not necessarily in a good way.

“What are you doing here?” Jax asked.

“Come to see the criminal for ourselves.” Martin Jackson skulked to the cell and stopped. His gray-green gaze traveled from my toes to the top of my head. A sneer tugged at the corner of his lip, and I think the grumblings of a growl vibrated from him. “Figures,” was all he said.

Normally, I would have argued with him and defended myself, but I could see he’d already made up his mind about my guilt. Pride pushed me not to back down. I held his stare, not moving.

At one time, he and my grandfather had been best friends. Somewhere along the way, they’d had a falling out over who owned the Snake River. Now the two couldn’t be in the same room together without posturing and throwing threats. Martin was a lot more imposing, but grandpa Burl held his own. Soon the families were drawn into the drama—except for me. I refused to take sides in an argument that had already been settled by Mac. The only time I ever got sucked into one of my idiot kin’s revenge plots was when there was a real chance of them losing a limb or their life.

“Have you pressed charges?” Frank asked.

“No, dad.” Jax shoved his hands in his front pockets, his shoulders lifting. He looked like a scolded boy.

“Why not?” Frank Jackson waved a hand in my direction. “You found the girl on our land right after my old truck blew up.

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