Walker Texas Wife (The Book Cellar Mysteries 1) by Storm Melissa & Hodge K.M

Author:Storm, Melissa & Hodge, K.M. [Storm, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Blue Crown Press
Published: 2016-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Two hours later, the mugger was in police custody and Annabeth had her sprained right wrist wrapped up in a sling. Fin had insisted on taking her out for a quick drink to help loosen her back up a bit. As they passed the long string of bars and music venues that lined the infamous Sixth Street, a familiar face jumped out of the crowd of college students and came bounding toward them.

Amy. It’s like even the universe wants me to protect this girl.

“Oh, look. My favorite faculty couple.”

“We’re not a couple—or faculty for that matter,” Annabeth corrected. The last thing she needed was to encourage Fin.

In a teasing/not teasing kind of way he wrapped his arm around Annabeth and gave a tight squeeze. “I’m working on it, Amy.”

In her pocket, her phone buzzed again. It was Marcus. The timing of his call caused her to blush with embarrassment. She had been ignoring his calls all night.

He’s gonna be so pissed at me.

She just couldn’t bring herself to talk to him. The thought of getting into all of this with him exhausted her. Annabeth shot off an awkward left-thumb-typed text message to Marcus that she was on Sixth Street having drinks with friends. After it had sent, she turned her phone off and let Fin lead her into the Funky Monkey Bar by the small of her back.

Three beers later and she was feeling it. She had always been a lightweight. It was then that she remembered the pills she had taken at the urgent care for her arm. Oops...

Amy looked at her phone. “This has been fun, but I’m going to have to take off, y’all. I have an 8:00 a.m. class tomorrow. Don’t forget we are meeting tomorrow to go over my paper, Annabeth.”

“I’ll be there. Where are we meeting again?” Annabeth felt a little fuzzy-headed about some of the particulars. It had taken a bit of finessing to get the girl to meet up. She couldn’t very well keep an eye on Amy if they didn’t get close. Following her around campus had not yielded anything useful. Their carefully put together profile had led to almost catching one of the sex-traffic low level operatives in Detroit in the act of taking a girl. They had failed on that front. This was their chance to make things right. Marcus was sure she would be the next one. He tended to be right about those kinds of things.

“I dunno, here look it up.”

Amy slid her phone across the table to Annabeth. She quickly flipped through the calendar function on the girl’s phone and made a mental note of the girls schedule for the next week. At least this way she could be more strategic about her creeping. She backed out of the calendar and slid the phone back to its owner. “Ten at the fountain.”

“Great.” Amy hiccupped and took two cautious steps before falling forward—conveniently right into Fin’s arms.

He steadied the drunk girl and reached for his phone.

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