Call My Name (Fallen Angels MC Book 3) by Laura Day Read Free Book Online Page A

is the thing. I think you’re harassing me, and I’m pretty sure that’s illegal.”
     
    He shrugged. “Prove it. Meanwhile, I can prove that your boyfriend is running drugs, guns, and underage girls under cover of that garage of his.”
     
    “If you can prove it, then why are you talking to me?” Teddy’s comments had given her some strength, and she saw the anger flash through Randall’s eyes at her words. Score one for the lady.
     
    “I hate to see a beautiful woman tangled up with a dirtbag like him,” he said, but he’d played his hand way too far. It came out false, and he knew it, didn’t even wait for her response. “I think you know what happened to Declan McDermott. I think he’s not just a missing person. And I think you know where I can find him. Or whatever’s left of him. And if you think drugs and prostitution are rough charges for a guy, you should see what they do for cold-blooded murder.” He smiled a cold, mean little grin.
     
    Once, in college, she’d taken an acting class. She didn’t want to. She’d been a STEM girl all the way, enjoying making numbers and figures and formulas bend to her will, but she’d needed the arts credit to round out her transcript. She’d nearly failed the class because she improved so badly. She hadn’t even known you could fail an acting class. But if her teacher had seen her in that moment, she would have aced the class, no question.
     
    She gave Randall a confused look and shrugged. “I have no idea who that is, detective. If I could help you, I certainly would. You see, I’m an upstanding citizen—some might say, a pillar of the community. Now, you were here to check on my welfare, and as you can see, I’m completely fine. Thank you for your concern. But if I see you in my home, or my place of work again, I will consider it harassment, and I will file a report.” Her heart was beating a mile a minute, slamming against her ribs so hard that she expected it to show through her T-shirt. She forced a small smile, just as cold and mean as his, to bend her lips. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”
     
    It wasn’t exactly a surprise what came next. She’d learned the hard way, a long time ago, how bullies responded to be bullied in return. He got in her face again, but he didn’t lay hands on her this time. She forced herself to keep her expression neutral, to meet his eyes. “I will find him.” Randall spat the words out violently. “I will find him, and I will put an end to you and your boyfriend. Are we clear?”
     
    It was the last bit that would have gotten her the A. She raised an eyebrow, completely unflustered, and smiled, as if she were amused. “You have a lovely day, detective. I hope you find your missing person.”
     
    She was actually surprised that he left without hitting her. She’d expected a slap at the least. She was almost hoping for it; she really would have been able to file harassment charges then, and get this dick off her ass.
     
    But he just narrowed his eyes and stalked out, leaving the garage door open behind him.
     
    She forced herself to count to 100 before she let her knees give out, let herself slide down the wall, drawing her knees up to her chest and resting her head on them. Letting herself shake to pieces for just a little while.
     
    She dropped her phone three times before she was even able to get it out of her pocket, much less dial a number.
     
    “Jack?” She said, when he answered. “I need your help.”

 
    CHAPTER TEN
     
    “I’m— not sure how to phrase this,” Missy said. “I’m not upset that you called us—I said we’d do anything we could to help, and I meant that, and I know Jack did too. But I’m not sure why you called us, and not Mason. It seems like— He’s the guy to help in a situation like this?”
     
    Caroline felt a bit like she was sitting in the eye of a tornado. All around her, emotions were surging and raging, but where she sat— there was a