Don’t You Pucking Dare (Kings of Denver #4) Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Kings of Denver Series by Sheridan Anne
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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He also has the power to shut down these companies, which would drive all potential clients his way, or he could buy them out. Really, as the major shareholder, he could do whatever the hell he wants with all the competitor’s companies now.

And I think I just found a motive.

My brain swirls with information, and I know in my gut that he had something to do with these deaths . . . Well, I guess death is the wrong word. They were murders made to look like deaths from natural causes.

I print off the contracts and pin them to my corkboard, making sure to highlight the evidence. I can’t find it in me to sit back down, so I pace my office instead. How the hell am I going to prove that he did this, or at the very least, that he had something to do with it?

A man like Christian Baxter would have every moment of his day carefully scheduled. If I could somehow get my hands on his calendar, I could cross match his schedule to the time of the deaths to see if he has any type of alibi, or if it’s even worth digging deeper.

I start wondering how I’m going to get what I need when I remember his PA’s planner that sat on her desk. She should have every tiny detail of Christian’s whereabouts in that thing. The only question is, how the hell am I going to get my hands on it?

Realizing this means another trip out of the office that Tank isn’t going to approve of, I start thinking about how I’m going to make it up to him.

My phone ringing on my desk startles me out of my thoughts, and I grin at the caller ID. Shit, it’s as though he knows I’m about to get up to something. I hit answer and hold the phone up to my ear.

“Hey, big guy,” I smile.

“Hey, babe. How’s your day going?” he asks. “Are you still at the office?”

I roll my eyes, knowing that would have been his first thought. “Yes, I’m still at the office,” I tell him. “My day’s been huge. I found motive.”

“Seriously?” he questions in surprise, making me wonder if he doubted me. “What kind of motive?”

I go through everything I’ve found today, and even though I know Tank hates when I do this, he also won’t stop me from putting someone behind bars. Especially if that’s where they need to be.

“That’s some pretty damning evidence, but it’s not enough to get him convicted. It just proves he’s the majority shareholder of their companies,” he points out.

“I know,” I say with a cringe, hating to disappoint him. “Which is why I need to go back to his office.”

“No, babe. Absolutely not. I don’t want you going there, especially now you suspect him of actually murdering those guys,” he says. “Who knows what could happen if he finds out you’re digging. You don’t have a good enough reason to be there.”

“Actually,” I say, cringing again. “I think I might.”

“Babe,” he warns.

“It’s fine,” I promise. “I won’t even need to see him. I just need to hand something to his PA.”

Tank lets out a frustrated sigh before finally giving in. “Are you sure?”

“Promise,” I say. “I’ll be in and out in no time. I won’t even need to escape down the fire stairs.” I can picture him rolling his eyes, and when he doesn’t say anything, I know I’ve won this round. “How’s your day going?” I ask, hoping to change topics.

“Good,” he says, a strange tone in his deep voice.

“Spill it, buster,” I demand, unable to stop the massive grin spreading across my face.

I can practically hear the smile in his voice. “Coach Larsden has called a meeting for tomorrow. He has a few announcements.”

“And you think this is when you’ll be crowned king of the ice?”

“Well, yeah, I’m kind of hoping,” he says a little bashfully, knowing damn well that he’s going to be captain.

There’s no doubt in my mind that he’s going to get that position, and I know he feels that too. He just doesn’t want to get his hopes up. “You’ll be fine,” I tell him, knowing just how much he deserves this. “You’ve got this.”

“I know,” he replies, softly. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing. I was just thinking about getting lunch before I head out to Baxter Corporation,” I tell him.

“Could you hold off for half an hour? I’ll swing by and take you out.”

I twirl my hair around my finger like a teenage girl, despite knowing he can’t see me. “Ooh, are you asking me out?” I tease.

“Shut up,” he grunts. “I’ll be there soon.”

“Okay, love you.”

“Love you too,” he murmurs before ending the call.

I grin as I put my phone back down on my desk and get busy. With Tank arriving in half an hour, that gives me just enough time to put together a mock article that I can use to weasel my way back up to Aimee’s desk.


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