some money fast, Marie.”
“Why?”
“Capital,” he replied, not meeting my eyes.
“I’ve got a business deal in the works, but I need startup cash. In fact, I
need a lot of startup cash. Hell of an opportunity, I can’t afford to miss it.”
I shook my head, wondering if he’d lost his
mind.
“Seriously? You know I don’t have money
like that,” I said. “You can have all I’ve got, but it’s about twelve hundred
bucks total. That’s it.”
“What about Gary?”
That stopped me short.
“Gary?”
“It’s a community property state, isn’t
it?” Jeff asked, shifting nervously. “You can call him and make him give you
the money. Do it for me, Marie. I really need the cash.”
I shook my head slowly, unsure I’d actually
heard him correctly.
“Well, for one thing, Gary never has any
cash,” I said slowly. “He spends it faster than he makes it, and it’s not like
we owned anything valuable. And for another, did you forget that the last time
I saw him he beat the crap out of me ?”
Jeff leaned toward me, putting his hands on
my shoulders, meeting me face-to-face.
“I’m desperate, sis. What about your house?
Can you get a line of credit on your house?”
I shook my head again, stunned. Had Jeff
lost his mind?
“The house is already mortgaged to the
hilt. We’re probably upside down on the thing. What’s really going on?” I
demanded. I didn’t buy this “business deal” thing for a minute, and I refused
to believe Jeff had forgotten what Gary did to me. I couldn’t deny it any
longer—something really wrong, really wrong was happening. Something bad enough
to make my baby brother desperate.
“Nothing,” he said, shaking his head at me,
turning away. “I wanted to make this deal happen and thought you might help me.
You’re right, I shouldn’t have asked you. I’m sorry.”
With that he turned and walked back out of
the trailer. Seconds later his car started and he disappeared for the night.
Seems so obvious in retrospect, but honestly—I didn’t see what happened next
coming.
Not even a little bit.
Chapter Nine
Coeur
d’Alene, Idaho
Sept. 16
Horse
Horse leaned back against the bed, watching
Serena’s ass as she rode his cock like a rodeo queen.
Better than looking at her face. Not that
Serena wasn’t pretty, but she didn’t hold a candle to Marie.
Now her… He could look at her face all day.
Most of his brothers wanted him to forget
about the bitch. Women like her aren’t worth the hassle, just grab some sweet
butt to be your house mouse if random hookups aren’t working for you. And if
she gets on your nerves? Well, there’s always another bitch waiting to take her
place.
Serena stopped, turning to look at him.
“You paying attention?”
He laughed and shook his head.
“Sorry, babe, lost in my thoughts. Let’s
keep it up, okay?”
He gave her ass an encouraging smack, and
she smiled at him with carefully painted lips. The girl was a pro, no question
there. Cunt like a vise, mouth like a vacuum. He’d be crazy to consider giving
up hot and cold running pussy like this for an old lady who could be a
certified bitch.
But what a bitch…
He never got bored around Marie, and that
was the fuckin’ truth. And he didn’t think he’d get distracted with her on his
cock. She might not be a pro like Serena, but she had the sweetest pussy he’d
ever tasted. Damn, but he wanted to taste her again. The thought made him even
harder.
An hour later, Serena was gone and Horse
still hadn’t budged from the bed. Time to head over to the clubhouse soon, but
he just couldn’t stop thinking about Marie. They were going to discuss
Jeff-hole’s fuckups during church today.
Damn, Marie’s fuckwad brother was an idiot.
And it wasn’t like they hadn’t been
patient.
Horse had started finding “mistakes” in the
wire transfers almost three months ago. Small ones at first, a thousand here,
five hundred there. Then they got bigger. Jeff had all kinds
Barry Eisler
Beth Wiseman
C.L. Quinn
Brenda Jagger
Teresa Mummert
George Orwell
Karen Erickson
Steve Tasane
Sarah Andrews
Juliet Francis