Buried Biker by KM Rockwood Read Free Book Online

her kids. Watched TV sometimes. Just spent time together. It’s hard to explain.”
    He looked thoughtful. “I think I get it. But tell me, was she seeing any of the Predators that you know of?”
    “She said they were hanging around her dad a lot. So of course she was seeing them. But you mean like sleeping with any of them?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Well, they’re bikers. They’re not real fussy about who they jump into bed with. But I don’t think Kelly would go for that.”
    Montgomery narrowed his eyes. “But you haven’t known her for that long. You don’t know for sure.”
    My jaw tightened, and I wanted to argue with him. I knew, though, that wouldn’t do any good. And he was right about me not knowing her for that long. I took a deep breath, unclenched my teeth and said, “I guess.”
    “She didn’t say anything about one in particular?”
    “Not to me.”
    “Or about any of their women getting jealous?”
    “Probably wouldn’t bother the women if they screwed her, or anybody else. Happens all the time. Only way one of the women would get upset was if her man asked her for his colors back so he could give them to someone else.”
    “That happen with Kelly that you know of?”
    “Look, I been steering clear of Kelly’s place since her dad came to stay there. It was almost like a second clubhouse for the Predators. I don’t know why they decided it was a better place to hang out, but they did. I could get myself in a lot of trouble just being there.”
    “So maybe Kelly was getting lonesome? Or horny?”
    My throat began to close up. Not a train of thought I wanted to pursue. “She sure wasn’t getting any from me lately.”
    “And she likes her sex, doesn’t she?”
    I had to admit that was true. “Yeah.”
    “Maybe she was getting tight with one of them?”
    “It don’t sound like her, but I guess it could happen.” Montgomery stood up. “I’ve got some good news for you.”
    “Is that so? I could use some good news.”
    “Kelly’s come around some. Gonna spend another day or two in the hospital, maybe go on to rehab for her shoulder, but she’s awake. Says she’d had a few drinks and don’t remember everything, but she’s sure it wasn’t you who raped her.”
    I breathed a sigh of relief. On a couple of counts.
    “She says you weren’t even there.”
    “Is she gonna be okay?”
    “I think so. A bit battered up, but nothing permanent. At least physically.”
    “Did she say who did it?”
    “Yep. One of her daddy’s acquaintances.”
    “Who?”
    He clasped his hands in front of him. The green jewel in his ring glistened in the overhead light. “You really think I’m gonna tell you? So you can figure out how to get the crap beat out of him?”
    I shook my head. “I’ll probably find out anyhow. And I don’t think I’ll be beating the crap out of anybody.”
    “I wouldn’t expect you to do it yourself. But I wouldn’t put it past you to make sure it happened. Or worse.”
    “Or worse?”
    “Yeah. I know how you guys think. Something like making sure his dick got a whole lot shorter. I’m not going to be the one responsible for that kind of mutilation, even if the guy deserves it. We’ve got an APB for him. With any luck, we’ll pick him up before Old Buckles and some of his biker buddies find him. Or you.”
    No point in trying to tell him I wouldn’t be out for revenge. I said, “So what does that mean for me now?”
    “That means they cut you loose.”
    I could hardly believe it. “You got in touch with my PO? On a weekend? And he’s okay with that?”
    Montgomery looked at me. “You know Ramirez.”
    I did. I counted myself lucky to have Mr. Ramirez as my parole officer. He took his job seriously. He was of the opinion that if I was going to abscond, I’d have done so. A while ago. And he was right.
    He felt the best place for any offender who could handle it was out on parole, holding down a job, and paying taxes, not being a burden on society.
    I’d