Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
My sister was here, along with…
“What the fuck,” I snarled, standing up. “Koen, don’t let her out of your sight while I’m gone.”
Koen nodded as I marched toward the door where my sister had arrived with none other than the root of all of Magnolia’s problems.
“You can’t be in here, and you know it,” I growled at my sister.
She’d been banned from every bar in town, mostly because I’d had my friends refuse her service and trespass her.
“I’m just showing my new friend around,” Seraphina said. “He wanted to know which restaurants and bars were the best.”
I leveled her with a look.
Of course, it didn’t surprise me that she would find this rich prick when he came into town.
“Take him to your precious country club,” I said. “And not here.” I looked at Cain. “You’re not welcome here.”
“It’s a free country.” Cain crossed his arms and looked like he was about to settle in for a fight.
“Owned this place for thirty years,” Hopps, a fellow club member, said. “You’re not welcome if I say you’re not welcome. Either obey my rules, or I’ll call the sheriff and get you trespassed.”
My sister snorted. “Told you he’d be this way. The beer and food here isn’t good anyway.”
The lying twat.
The beer and the food here was amazing.
She just said that because she liked it here and couldn’t come inside.
Black came through the door behind them, and his smile grew upon seeing my sister.
I’d asked Black once why he was so happy to deal with my sister, and he told me that it made his day when he got to bring her down a couple of pegs.
He was a big fan of my little sister. She’d watched his daughter when she was young—before his wife had disappeared with her and hadn’t come back since—and he had a soft spot for Sonja.
Black told me a couple of years ago when I’d asked him about that smile he always wore around my sister, that he’d worked the scene that night of my sister’s death. And Seraphina hadn’t given one single fuck that she’d killed her own sister.
Her only worry had been her car, and how she was going to get a new one now.
“Ms. Vanderbilt, do you know you’re standing in a building that you’ve been trespassed from?” Black drawled, sounding amused.
A long moment of silence later, Seraphina was looking like she wanted to slap herself.
Mostly because she knew that she was about to be spending a night in jail.
Black wasn’t one of his deputies. He was hardcore and wouldn’t allow her to get away with breaking the law in front of him.
“I, uh…” Seraphina hesitated, unsure what to say to make this situation lean in her favor.
She should know better, though.
When it came to Black, he was her number one least favorite person, right next to his damn wife.
“You, uh, what?” Black pushed. “Forgot that you weren’t allowed in this establishment?”
“I just wanted to show our new resident around,” she said.
“New resident, huh?” Black leveled his gaze on Cain. “I can give you one piece of advice, new resident. Don’t involve yourself with Seraphina Vanderbilt. She’s nothing but trouble and will ruin your life if you give her half a chance.”
A-fucking-men.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Cain nodded. “Would it be okay if I stay?”
“No,” Hopps grumbled. “Have the right to serve or not serve anyone I want. You hanging out with her already lets me know the type of person you are. Only way that I would’ve trusted you is if you had run the moment she started talking and showing her face.”
Cain looked pissed.
But at least he was smart.
He turned around and left.
When Seraphina tried to do the same, Black stepped in front of her with his cuffs already in his hands.
“Not so fast, Seraphina. You’ll get to come for a ride down to the station with me,” he said as he reached for her hand and spun her around.
At least Seraphina was smart enough not to resist—which she’d done before.
Black jerked his chin up at me and led my so-called sister out of the bar. The moment the doors closed behind her, the bar cheered.
Yeah, she wasn’t making any friends in this town, that was for sure.
Instead of going back to the table, however, I chose to head outside and see if Cain was still around.
I wasn’t surprised to find him leaning against his car, looking like he was waiting for someone.
I crossed the street, casual as could be. But deep inside, I wanted to pull my conceal-carry pistol and take care of this sick fuck once and for all.
It would solve all of Magnolia’s problems.
He waited until I arrived at his car before he said, “I only want what’s mine. She pays me the life insurance, I’ll leave.”
I eyed him up and down. “You look like you can afford not to have her life insurance pay out,” I pointed out.