Razor's Mark: (Marked Book 1) by Gracie Meadows Read Free Book Online

stretch and reach the deck next door, but it would have to be a good stretch. Swinging her body over, she held her breath and leaned over. The sound of banging startled her. Looking behind her, she needed to just jump and not be a baby about it. Saying a Hail Mary, she jumped and grabbed the rung. Unable to stop the yelp when she heard them say, "Did you hear that?” Climbing over the edge onto the neighbor’s, she found some boxes and hid behind them and the potted plants. The sound of John's deck door opening let her know someone was outside.
    “I heard a noise.”
    “You’re hearing things. Let’s finish the job; I’m hungry.”
    “'Kay, let me check something.” Faith held her breath and tried to make her body as small as possible. “Must’ve been a dog.” And just like that, he went back inside.
    Her body was shaking from the rush of adrenaline from her jumping decks outside or from the men now looking for her that probably killed John. Not sure what to do now, she waited, trying to calm her racing heart. Finally able to stand, she reached for the door of the deck she was on. Thank God, it opened. She listened and didn’t hear anything. No one was home. Not wanting to take a chance, she ran to the front door and opened it. Making sure to keep it locked from the inside, she shut it. Just as she did, someone grabbed her and covered her mouth. Panic set in, and she started to scream.
    “You better shut the fuck up now, kitten. I’m so damn mad right now that I could spit nails. We will talk when I cool down. Let’s go.” He released her mouth, and before she could say anything, he bent and flung her over his shoulder. Unable to do anything, shock, fear, and relief flooded through her body. Never in her dull life had she ever been through something like that.
    Razor made it down the stairs in no time and set her down, holding onto her before snapping her helmet on her head. He climbed onto his bike, not saying a word to her. It was her signal to follow suit. Climbing on the back, she held him tight without any hesitation this time as they sped off back to the city.
    Razor had never been so damn mad and scared in all his life. He was normally cool-headed and calm. He didn’t do drama; didn’t like it, and avoided shit like that. But Faith walked into his life and now it was one giant ass soap opera he didn’t want. Except that someone had killed his brother, and now, they were after her.
    He’d gotten a package from Johnny at the store today. He had no damn clue what it meant. It was a fucking watch of all things. He had gone to the office to show Faith, but she wasn’t there. However, it was clean and tidy, so it did tell him she had been there at some point. At least he was able to get in a two-hour piece on some dude. It helped, but then this. He didn’t know where to go. He would have gone to her apartment, but he had no clue where the hell that was , then he remembered her say something about Johnny’s. So he went there, though he had taken a wrong turn. Walking up the stairs, he saw her coming out of not his brother’s place but the neighbor's. He saw red knowing anyone could have grabbed her. Anything could have happened to her at that point and it would’ve been his fault. As much as he hated having to deal with her crazy outbursts and unusual way of talking, he didn’t want anything to happen to her. The more he spoke to her, watched her interact with others, the more he saw something more that an empty woman who just got by in life. It had to have been what Johnny had seen as well. Faith was something he had yet to figure out. Though he tried to avoid her like the plague, his mind wandered into dangerous territory with her.
    He needed the few minutes to cool down, so he rode with her on the back. She was trembling slightly, making him hold her hand steady until he calmed enough, and trying to let her know silently that he had her. Not wanting to risk her safety anymore, he called in a favor