Whiskey Burning Read Online Bella Jewel (Iron Fury MC #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Dark, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Iron Fury MC Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
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“Thank you.” I smile weakly.

She leaves the room and I run over to my purse, pulling out my phone. I can still hear the crowd roaring and cheering and begging for an encore. They won’t be getting one, not tonight. Another band will play for half an hour, and then everything will close down for the evening. I find Maverick’s number, and with shaky fingers, I dial. It goes straight to voicemail. Dammit!

My door opens and Amalie rushes in, dressed in a gorgeous black dress. Tonight was her first show, and she absolutely killed it. I didn’t even take a moment to congratulate her on doing such an incredible job. I’m a terrible person, but right now I just can’t think. I can’t even breathe.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, rushing over and putting her hands on my shoulders.

“Something is wrong. Maverick isn’t here, and did you see Mal and Koda?”

She nods. “They didn’t look very happy at all.”

“I don’t know what it is, but something is so wrong. I can feel it.”

“We’ll find him, okay? Let’s just focus on getting out of here as quickly as we can,” she offers, hugging me.

I hug her tight and then pull back. “I told Susan I was unwell, so I’m hoping she’ll move me out quickly.”

We take a seat on the sofa in my changing room, and Amalie gets me some water. It’s then that I glance up at the television on the wall that’s on mute. What I see has me leaping up and turning the volume right up. Amalie stops what she’s doing and watches too, both of us, mouths agape.

“Two bikers went on a rampage in the main street of Seattle today. Onlookers claim that the unnamed man just jumped the other man, and a violent fight broke out. It is believed both members are from the same club, which is located in Denver. The fight was said to be over before police could arrive, and both men had disappeared. Anyone with any information is asked to come forward.”

I watch the screen, and even though they’ve blurred out the faces, I know that the man driving punch after punch after punch into the other man’s face is Maverick. I would be able to spot him anywhere. I can’t see the man beneath him, but it isn’t Koda or Mal. The camera bounces around, and the footage is clearly taken from a phone. I see Koda yelling something in the background, and Mal pulling Maverick up by his jacket, then the picture is gone and the news lady returns.

“It is believed two other bikers were on the scene and broke up the fight. If you know anything, please call your local police.”

The story changes and I look to Amalie. “What the hell did I just see?”

She shakes her head, eyes wide. “I don’t know, but I think we need to get out of here and find out.”

I stand and walk to my door, poking my head out. Susan is standing in the hall. “Susan,” I groan. “I really need to go, please, I think I’m going to vomit.”

Her eyes get wide, and she ushers me forward. Amalie follows close behind. “Of course, let’s get you home.”

She leads me out the back and into the car waiting for me. I pretend to groan and double over the whole way, but not too much so that she’ll want to take me to the ER. It takes fifteen minutes to get back to the hotel, and when we arrive, I rush out, followed closely by security, and I head back to my room with Amalie close behind.

“Amalie, Scarlett might need her rest,” Susan says, following us.

“It’s okay,” I groan. “I’d prefer she stays for a little bit, just in case.”

Susan nods. “Okay, do you need me to take you to the ER? Was it something you ate? Or a stomach bug?”

“I’m not sure. I’ll have a shower and a nap and get Amalie to let you know if anything doesn’t improve.”

Amalie puts her arm around my shoulder and nods. “I’ll take care of her.”

Susan nods. “Okay, let me know if you need anything.”

I nod with a groan and walk into my room with Amalie. The second the door is closed, I spin to her. “Maverick isn’t answering his phone, I think we should go and try to find him. I know where he’s staying, but I think we should check the bar first and see if he’s there, if not we’ll go to their motel. We might be able to get some answers.”

Amalie nods. “Let’s get changed and then I’ll sneak you out.”

I rush off and get changed into some jeans and a tank and a hoodie. I pull the hood up and over my head. I can’t wear sunglasses at night, but I’ll just have to keep my head down and pray that nobody sees me. I’m going to look less obvious in a hoodie, nobody will look twice at me. I hope.


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