Burn: Outlaw Romance (Hotter Than Hell Book 3) by Holly S. Roberts Read Free Book Online Page B

almost the same time someone tackles me.
    My head hits something hard. Too hard. The bright sun fades to black.

 
    Dax
    “ WHAT THE FUCKING HELL ?” I yell. I run at the woman, but Coke and Loki beat me to her. They take her down hard and she cracks her head against the motor of an old bike.
    She doesn’t struggle as Loki forces her hands behind her back. She doesn’t move at all. Coke jerks her head up and there’s a nice gash at the hairline. Coke has her gun. He gives it over when I place my hand out. It’s a small .38 revolver. I release the cylinder and spin it to see that one bullet is missing. What the fuck? I’ve never seen the bitch. For a second, because of her darker skin, I wonder if she’s one of Moon’s. I don’t see Moon sending a woman to kill me, though. He’d send his right-hand man, Gomez, and chances are good I would never see him coming.
    “Is she alive?” I ask Loki. He checks her pulse while blood runs down the side of her face and drips into the dirt.
    “She’s still breathing,” he replies.
    I’m trying to process what just happened. She asked for me then pointed the gun directly at me. I should have a bullet hole in my chest. A split-second before she pulled the trigger, she shifted the barrel and the bullet went over my head. Why?
    “Get her to the small room.” I look over my shoulder. “Curly, pull her car around back and bring me everything she has inside. We need to figure out what the hell is going on. Vampire, put some guys on watch. I want the area monitored around the clock until we know why the fuck she almost killed me.”
    Loki carries her past the women who are standing in the doorway. I’m sure they heard the gunshot from the kitchen.
    “You been tastin’ chilies on the side, Prez?” one of the brothers asks.
    “Shut the fuck up,” I tell him. I’m pissed off. Not for the obvious reason that the bitch almost killed me…it’s Saturday, one day after I’ve taken over my new position as president of the Crows. The first order of business was cleaning up the yard. I received a few grumbles and ignored them. As hokey as it sounds, we need bonding time. The only two exempt from the early morning call were Coke and Vampire. They went out last night and buried Fox and Clutch in the desert. They returned early this morning and slept in, not joining us until noon. Things were running smoothly and our sense of camaraderie was growing.
    And now fucking this.
    The temperature is over a hundred degrees and I promised the guys enough beer to put them under the table if they gave me a full day. Red picked us up a large sub sandwiches for lunch along with the promised beer. The bar at the club has always been a stock your own and don’t fucking touch another’s stash. That’s in the wind, and I plan to keep the bar full from here on out. Alcohol isn’t any better than drugs but it’s legal. I’m prepping for police fallback with the change in leadership. I don’t trust Oho and his pal or Pauline as far as I can throw them.
    I remove my bandana and wipe my face. I need a shower and one of those beers. But more than that, I need to know who she is and why she fucking aimed a gun at me. I walk over, turn on the hose, and let the water run over my head and chest. I don’t bother wiping it off. I’m almost dry before I enter the clubhouse. That’s the Arizona heat for you.
    Inside isn’t much cooler. Fans are going and the evap is running full blast. It only cools things a fraction of what we need to be comfortable. It’s something we’ll tackle soon. I also need to finish moving myself in. The club needs too much work for me to live at a separate location.
    First things first.
    I pass Red and tell her to grab me a beer. I walk into the small room while Loki is going through the woman’s pockets. She’s still out, which isn’t a positive sign. Doesn’t matter much. Chances are good she won’t be leaving this room alive. I hit a woman for the first time