Betrayed: Military MC Romance (Hell's Fire Riders Book 2) by K.J. Dahlen Page A

way whenever you do anything. The hat keeps my hair out of my way.”
    “Can you take off the hat?”
    Trudy got to her feet. Closing her eyes, she grabbed the hat and pulled it off her head. She felt the heavy weight of the rope as her braided hair fall free. The braid was as thick as a man’s wrist and it flowed all the way to the floor. Her white blonde hair sparkled in the sunlight streaking into the windows and she heard several gasps coming from the men around her.
    “Oh my god, that’s beautiful.” Dewey whispered as he took in the picture of her standing there.
    Trudy picked up the braid and wrapped it around her waist to keep it off the floor.
    “It looks like spun silver.” Parker commented. “Why keep it hidden? I never knew you had hair that color.”
    Trudy shrugged. “Our hair color is what tipped off the drug dealer. When he saw it, he knew exactly who we were. That’s another reason I keep it hidden.” Grabbing the cup from the desk, she excused herself, “Now if you gentlemen don’t mind, I need some coffee.”

    When she walked away, Dewey asked, “Why do you and your men call her baby girl?”
    “When we rescued her after the beating, we were going to take them both to the hospital but she didn’t want to go. She begged me not to take her there. She never did tell us her real name, she just said we could call her Trudy. We chose to call her baby girl, rather than a name we knew wasn’t hers.” Boomer shrugged. “I didn’t have a choice, so we took her back home with us and they both stayed there for several weeks while they healed. We sort of adopted them both.” He chuckled. “That’s where she found Ebony too, or rather where Ebony found her.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Her dog’s name is Ebony.” Boomer motioned toward the huge Irish wolfhound sitting in the corner. “He was nothing more than a junk yard dog when we brought the girls back to the warehouse. He was about a year old back then but somehow, he knew she was in trouble. The second morning she was there, he found her and they have been together ever since.” Boomer lost the little grin on his face as he stared at Dewey. “I give you fair warning, that dog would die for her, but he’d also kill for her.”
    “How do you know that?”
    “The dealer isn’t the only scum after baby girl. After the attack, she called her brother to let him know Amanda was okay. Ronnie found out where they were and came to get Amanda. He brought with him three other guys we later found out were cartel men. You see the dealer she messed with, was a money man from the cartel. He took in the money from other dealers then laundered it and made it clean again. Trudy not only destroyed the drugs he had in his crib, she also wiped his computer files. She destroyed all the files the cartel had for the last five years. Money they had coming in and going out, all the serial numbers for their bank accounts, everything was gone. When the dealer found out from Ronnie, it was his sister who’d done it…the dealer was of course very upset.” He paused and shook his head.
    Dewey let out a sigh at the unfair treatment this girl had gotten for years.
    “When the cartel found out they wanted her skills more than they wanted her dead, but they also wanted their money back. Without those serial numbers, the money was gone. They couldn’t find it. In other words, she cleaned them out, almost to the point of breaking them. The only way Ronnie could make it right with them was to turn over his sister. The three men he had with him were supposed to take her, but Ebony wouldn’t let them near her. When the fight started, my boys kicked some serious ass and when we found out Ronnie gave her up to save his own ass, let’s just say things got a bit out of hand.”
    “What happened to Ronnie?” Dewey narrowed his eyes.
    “Oh Ronnie, the bastardly coward took off without either of his sisters. He saved his own ass. One of the douchebags went after Trudy