a goddamned dog and I smirk at him. Apparently in his stupid motorcycle gang, this is how he intimidates people.
Well, he’s not intimidating me.
“Luca… ” Frankie warns and wiggles her way between us, her back to my chest and her palms on his. “You need to go home.”
Her scent calms me and instinctively, I wrap an arm around her belly.
His eyes never leave mine but his hands do cover hers. The gesture has a growl rolling out of my own throat back at him.
With a tiny shove, she pushes him away from us. He drops his hold on her hands and shakes his head.
“When you get him out of your system, I’ll be around,” he snarls and stalks toward the door.
Her body relaxes in my grip and I use my other arm to pull her tighter to me. My eyes never leave his dilated, dark grey ones. I never back down from a challenge. Even a fucking staring contest.
Finally, his face contorts into a smug grin that he awards us with over his shoulder. “When you get tired of fucking him, you know where to get the biggest dick that’s ever been inside of that sweet pussy. I’ll fulfil your animalistic cravings which this cop douchebag will never be able to satisfy.”
With that, he slings open the door and stalks out. As soon as he’s gone, she turns in my arms and glares at me.
“What?” I chuckle.
“Did you really have to egg him on? Luca’s a good guy, Gun. Don’t let him rile you up.”
I shrug my shoulders and drop a kiss on her nose. “He was disrespectful to you. Tell me you aren’t overlooking that. You deserve someone who will treat you right.”
She sighs and tugs away. “I don’t deserve anything but the crap I’ve been given. Go back to work, solving the crimes of the world.”
I frown and narrow my gaze at her. “Actually, I didn’t come here to make out with you, although that was certainly a bonus,” I tell her with a wink, “and fight with your ex. I came here because they found another body. Another teen.”
Her eyes widen in shock and she grits her teeth in a physical effort to keep her emotions at bay. “Who was it?”
“Kid named John Engle.”
This time tears well in her eyes. “Little badass Johnny… ”
“You know him?”
She nods and a tear rolls out. “He stayed with us for about a month until he turned eighteen. The kid was extremely smart and wanted to go back to college one day. Last I heard, he was dating a gal he met at the diner.”
“I’m sorry, Frankie. He was also gutted. By a goddamned bear. Do you know anything about that?”
She shakes her head. “No, but I’m going to find out who’s doing this. Do you think it could be someone getting back at me? I’ve known all three of the victims, Gun. Not just known in passing but mentored them until they could get their lives straightened out.”
“Unless you’ve pissed off a bear, this has nothing to do with you, Frankie.”
Her eyes cloud over as if she’s contemplating my words. “Could someone be making it look like it was a bear? This worries me. What about Suzie? If someone has some warped vendetta against me, then she could be in danger.”
The thought of anything happening to the sweet little girl who hugged me as if she knew me sends a cold chill down my veins.
“Nothing is happening to Suzie. As far as a set-up, that’s possible. Fitz, TJ, and the others down at the station are sure it’s an animal attack — they say it’s quite common in these parts of Indiana. But I came from Chicago. We had gangs, mafia, and crazy, rich white boys causing all kinds of shit up there. Oftentimes, they would stage murders, especially the rich ones. Can you think of anyone who might be pissed at you? I can go question them to be safe.”
She chews on her bottom lip and casts a glance out the window. “I thought I kept my head under the radar. I don’t make friends aside from Otis and the kids I help. I’m kind of a bitch but never mean. Although, I did hit Jared Thurston once and broke his ugly nose.”
Her
Well, he’s not intimidating me.
“Luca… ” Frankie warns and wiggles her way between us, her back to my chest and her palms on his. “You need to go home.”
Her scent calms me and instinctively, I wrap an arm around her belly.
His eyes never leave mine but his hands do cover hers. The gesture has a growl rolling out of my own throat back at him.
With a tiny shove, she pushes him away from us. He drops his hold on her hands and shakes his head.
“When you get him out of your system, I’ll be around,” he snarls and stalks toward the door.
Her body relaxes in my grip and I use my other arm to pull her tighter to me. My eyes never leave his dilated, dark grey ones. I never back down from a challenge. Even a fucking staring contest.
Finally, his face contorts into a smug grin that he awards us with over his shoulder. “When you get tired of fucking him, you know where to get the biggest dick that’s ever been inside of that sweet pussy. I’ll fulfil your animalistic cravings which this cop douchebag will never be able to satisfy.”
With that, he slings open the door and stalks out. As soon as he’s gone, she turns in my arms and glares at me.
“What?” I chuckle.
“Did you really have to egg him on? Luca’s a good guy, Gun. Don’t let him rile you up.”
I shrug my shoulders and drop a kiss on her nose. “He was disrespectful to you. Tell me you aren’t overlooking that. You deserve someone who will treat you right.”
She sighs and tugs away. “I don’t deserve anything but the crap I’ve been given. Go back to work, solving the crimes of the world.”
I frown and narrow my gaze at her. “Actually, I didn’t come here to make out with you, although that was certainly a bonus,” I tell her with a wink, “and fight with your ex. I came here because they found another body. Another teen.”
Her eyes widen in shock and she grits her teeth in a physical effort to keep her emotions at bay. “Who was it?”
“Kid named John Engle.”
This time tears well in her eyes. “Little badass Johnny… ”
“You know him?”
She nods and a tear rolls out. “He stayed with us for about a month until he turned eighteen. The kid was extremely smart and wanted to go back to college one day. Last I heard, he was dating a gal he met at the diner.”
“I’m sorry, Frankie. He was also gutted. By a goddamned bear. Do you know anything about that?”
She shakes her head. “No, but I’m going to find out who’s doing this. Do you think it could be someone getting back at me? I’ve known all three of the victims, Gun. Not just known in passing but mentored them until they could get their lives straightened out.”
“Unless you’ve pissed off a bear, this has nothing to do with you, Frankie.”
Her eyes cloud over as if she’s contemplating my words. “Could someone be making it look like it was a bear? This worries me. What about Suzie? If someone has some warped vendetta against me, then she could be in danger.”
The thought of anything happening to the sweet little girl who hugged me as if she knew me sends a cold chill down my veins.
“Nothing is happening to Suzie. As far as a set-up, that’s possible. Fitz, TJ, and the others down at the station are sure it’s an animal attack — they say it’s quite common in these parts of Indiana. But I came from Chicago. We had gangs, mafia, and crazy, rich white boys causing all kinds of shit up there. Oftentimes, they would stage murders, especially the rich ones. Can you think of anyone who might be pissed at you? I can go question them to be safe.”
She chews on her bottom lip and casts a glance out the window. “I thought I kept my head under the radar. I don’t make friends aside from Otis and the kids I help. I’m kind of a bitch but never mean. Although, I did hit Jared Thurston once and broke his ugly nose.”
Her
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