Part & Parcel (A Sidewinder Story) by Abigail Roux

Author:Abigail Roux [Roux, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2015-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

With six big men in the Chevy Suburban they had all piled into, and a suitcase for each of them, they had to set up the third row seat. Bags and stuff were shoved into the floorboards and in the uncomfortable center seats. Seymour had a prime seat up front. The kittens were let loose so they wouldn’t cry the entire drive, and Nick got assurances from everyone in the vehicle that they wouldn’t be allowed to get near his feet as he drove.

Nick couldn’t quite get a handle on why Eli would peg him for taking half the driving. He knew why the others would want him to drive, if given the choice: He’d always done most of the driving. With as many courses as he’d been through—between the Marines, the Boston PD, and Paddy Whelan’s most talented getaway drivers—he was actually qualified to be a stunt driver if he felt the need to die in a fiery crash. Everyone felt better with him behind the wheel, especially on tricky roads. He would have been driving for most of the trip anyway, so Nick was having a hard time figuring out why Eli had insisted.

No matter why, he was sitting in the driver’s seat, waiting for everyone to get settled and buckled.

“We’re not going to try to make it to Yellowstone tonight, are we?” Kelly asked from the third row seat. “That’s a long way to drive after a long day.”

Nick glanced in the rearview mirror. Kelly and Digger had offered to sit in the back, saying they were the shortest and needed the least leg room. Nick suspected they were plotting back there where the grown-ups couldn’t supervise them, but their logic was too sound to object.

He gave Kelly a fond smile, and Kelly returned it with a wink.

Ty looked up from struggling with his seat belt, and met Nick’s eyes in the mirror. “What’s halfway?”

Nick shrugged.

“Probably Rock Springs,” Zane offered. He had been given the passenger seat simply because he needed the legroom. He had his phone out, scowling as he tried to set the directions up.

“How long is that drive?” Nick asked. “To Rock Springs?”

“Five hours.”

Nick grunted and slid his hands over the wheel, looking over the Chevy, familiarizing himself with the vehicle. “Let’s get going then,” he said, and he started the Suburban with another glance in the mirror.

“What’s his name?” Owen asked, and Nick felt his feet on the center console, nudging at Nick’s elbow. He glared at Owen’s shoes, and Owen slowly slid them to the floorboard again.

“Whose name?” Zane asked, turning in his seat to face Owen.

“Rental cars always get a name,” Ty explained.

“Of course they do,” Zane mumbled as he turned back around and buckled his seat belt. “Does your Mustang have a name?”

“No,” Ty grunted.

Zane glanced up and met Nick’s eyes, scowling. “But you name the rental cars.”

“It’s best if you don’t try to make logic out of most of the things you’ll be seeing this week,” Nick advised.

“Understood.”

“Where are the kitties?” Digger asked as Nick threw the SUV into reverse.

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