Running On Empty (Fleur de Lis Book 2) by A.L. Vincent

Author:A.L. Vincent [Vincent, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

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Gabe

First panic, then anger flashed across Grace’s face as Brent spoke. This looked nothing like a pleasant exchange. In no way was Grace happy to see him. It explained her hesitancy to talk about New Orleans, why she was here, and why she was so angry. Whatever had happened between them had been bad.

Gabe rushed to follow Grace outside.

Brent started to go after her as well, only to be stopped by Ryder. Noah was behind them. Noah put a hand out to stop Gabe, shaking his head. “Watch him. I’ll go to Grace. She’ll be okay. I got this for now.”

Gabe frowned, but nodded. This was not going to end well. Not well at all. He stepped closer to this potential powder keg, in case he needed to try to intervene. With Ryder, sometimes there was no reasoning with him.

Ryder stood in front of the guy and drawled, “I don’t think she wants to talk to you.”

“And?”

Gabe exhaled a breath, wanting to throttle the guy himself.

“That means you aren’t going to talk to her.”

“Who are you? Her keeper?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am.”

Brent shrugged. “You’re right, it doesn’t matter. She’s just a cunt anyway.”

Ryder flicked the cigarette he’d been smoking on the ground. “What did you say?”

“She’s just a cunt.”

Ryder’s fist flew out, punching Brent right in the face. Brent stumbled back, hitting the wall. He shook his head a couple of times, then swung back at Ryder.

Ryder was ready. He dodged the punch, grabbed Brent by the collar, and shoved him against the wall, holding him there.

Gabriel held his breath, knowing this was a Mouton from Pointe Shade, knowing this could have serious repercussions for Ryder if things went badly. But Ryder was Ryder and didn’t give a damn.

Gabriel looked to Carly, who shrugged and said, “He won’t listen to me.”

Noah had followed Grace outside, and Joey would be no help at all. Joey looked like he was standing in line to whip Brent’s ass next, if Gabe didn’t get there first.

Kevin stepped up. He had probably talked down more than one angry Marine, and had for Noah at the spaghetti cook-off the year before.

“Ryder,” he said calmly, “I know you want to kick his ass. So do I.”

Ryder’s response was to push Brent against the wall again. “I am going to kick his ass. There’s no want to about it.”

“Yeah, but if you do, and those ignorant-ass Moutons decide to pitch a fit, you could have more trouble than they’re worth.”

“I don’t give a damn,” Ryder said. He released his chokehold on Brent, only to grab him by the shirt. He shoved him against the wall again, this time so hard it shook the neon lights and pictures on the wall.

“Okay, but do you have to do it in here? Carly will fuss forever over the blood on the floor. How about we escort this piece of shit outside?”

Ryder released his hold on Brent’s shirt, but in a lightning fast movement, had Brent turned around, Ryder’s arm around his neck.

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