Whispered Truths (God's Reapers MC Book 2) by Kara Parker

the door enough to allow himself to slip out.
     
    Rick got into his car and David onto his bike, and together they drove back out to the safe house in the desert. Life on the run was getting tedious. David had heard stories of men, who after enough time on the lamb just turned themselves in. They couldn’t take the stress or handle the planning necessary to be on the run for a long time. There were men, who when the police finally caught up with them, would breathe a sigh of relief that at last it was over. While David would never have turned himself in, he was beginning to understand where they were coming from.
     
    He got Rick to the safe house without a problem. It was his only job for the day, which was good; he had a long night in front of him. He drove back to the abandoned garage and waited for Olivia. She arrived, just on time, the lights off on her Jeep as she pulled up.
     
    David jumped into her car, and they headed west. He looked at Olivia. She looked exhausted. Her skin was pale, and there were bags under her eyes.
     
    “How you feeling?” he asked.
     
    “Fine,” she answered, her eyes on the road.
     
    “You look exhausted,” he said.
     
    “Exactly what a girl likes to hear,” she responded. Her left hand was resting on her leg, and David reached over and took it in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
     
    “I just mean that you’ve been working all day and helping me at night. You have to be tired.”
     
    She finally turned to look at him and gave him a smile. “I’ll be ok. I took a nap before I came, but we need to make some progress. I can’t keep doing this. Eventually we’re gonna get caught. But I’m prepared tonight. I borrowed some stuff from the precinct—a camera with a long range lens, binoculars, bolt cutters, and a lock pick kit, just in case.”
     
    “What happens when your job finds out?”
     
    “They won’t. I took them from my own squad car, and when I go back to work tomorrow, I’ll put them back,” Olivia answered. It was a reminder of how much was on the line, not just for David, but for Olivia as well. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. He thought back to their first meetings and how interested in her he’d been. Not for the first time he realized that he should have left her alone. He shouldn’t have chased her and brought her into this with him. But at the same time, he was so grateful she was there to help him.
     
    He ran his thumb over her knuckles as they drove. They parked the car under a tree and sat back to wait and see what would happen. The building was dark and looked empty, but it had looked that way last night and there had been someone in there the whole time. David pulled two sets of binoculars out of the bag of police gear Olivia had brought. He handed her one and took the other, aiming it at the store.
     
    “You know, this is my first official stake-out,” Olivia said, lowering the binoculars. “In the academy, they said it was boring. A lot of sitting and waiting with the occasional picture taking. We had an entire class devoted to not driving your partner crazy during a stake-out.”
     
    “Why did you decide to be a cop?” David asked. “You’re pretty enough; you could have found a rich man to take care of you.”
     
    “Oh, yes. That is every woman’s dream. To end up the bored housewife, counting down the days until her decrepit husband finally keels over in the shower,” she said, rolling her eyes. “That’s the last thing I wanted. I became a cop because.... Do you remember career day at school?” she asked, and David nodded. “Well, I can remember that all the jobs were in offices and involved staring at computers all day, and so many of those jobs seemed so pointless—office manager at a hot sauce company, or an accountant putting numbers in a spreadsheet all day. I remember looking at them and thinking, what’s the point? Was that really all my life was going to amount to, sitting behind a desk all day? I