On the Edge of Love (Mama's Brood Book 1) by Shay Rucker Read Free Book Online Page B

man knocked her unconscious from behind. Something about that woman just doesn’t sit right. I don’t trust her.”
    “ You not trust, Price?” Coen said. “So surprising.”
    “Sounds like she had it rough growing up, makes sense she would know how to defend herself when attacked,” Big Country drawled.
    “I don’t see her beating the shit out of two grown men like that,” Coen argued. “I held her when she was on that warehouse floor. She was shaking with fear; there was no fight in her.”
    “I don’t like it,” Price said.
    “You don’t like much,” Coen stated.
    Zeus looked up to see Bride watching him stroke Sabrina’s leg. She looked perplexed. He winked at her. She sneered at him.
    “So what does it mean to you that she turned the tables on her attackers?” Big Country asked.
    “It means we may want to watch our backs around her,” Price said. “Doesn’t anyone else find it peculiar that after the last few strikes against the Consortium, there’s a stranger in our midst, a supposed victim of Kragen, who has the ability to do what no one in his organization has been able to do since our first attack—put a face to their unknown enemy. A big coincidence our last mission involved exposing their role in the exploitation and abuse of the women in Hallow’s House, and we just happen to intercept information that, coincidently, leads us to a woman taken for Kragen.”
    “Maybe we acted too hastily bringing her here, but we couldn’t have just left her there,” Coen said.
    “You don’t seem so confident in her innocence anymore. Wonder what she’d think about it?” Zeus said.
    Coen had the good sense to avert his gaze.
    “Should we really be having this conversation with her right here? She could be detailing everything we say,” Lynx said.
    “She’s asleep,” Zeus confirmed.
    “No harm, Zeus,” Price said, “but I’m not quite ready to trust the judgment of a man who isn’t always an active part of this reality. Who just happens to think he’s strengthened by some spirit-possessed blades.”
    Zeus didn’t take offense. He didn’t care about Price’s opinion or his ability to perceive reality. He’d said what he knew. Sabrina was asleep. Shifting, he pressed his back more fully against the base of the love seat and brought both knees close to his chest, placing his feet flat on the ground. He liked the feel of Sabrina’s leg pressed flush against his shoulder and chest, her foot dangling limply near his navel. Slowly he removed the flip-flop and massaged her leg from knee to toe.
    “Should he be doing that?” Lynx asked Big Country.
    “You gonna make him stop?”
    “Hell,” Lynx said, burrowing deeper into the recliner, “it’s not my leg.”
    “Zeus, you really shouldn’t handle her body without her permission,” Almaya said. “But she is indeed asleep and will likely stay that way for the next five or six hours depending on how her body metabolizes the sedative I put in her drink.”
    Price leaned forward, placing his elbows against his knees. “So what are we going to do?”
    “We know she’s clean,” Big Country said. “No tracking or electronic devices attached to or in her. Checked her at the warehouse, and she didn’t trigger the system when she entered the bar. Kragen’s group has no extra eyes or ears on her. In that sense she’s truly lost to him right about now.”
    “We know, for whatever reason, Kragen wants her,” Terry said. “Either she’s working for and with him, or she truly needs to be protected from his plan for her. And, guys, have no misunderstanding, he will be in a cold rage over this. Unlike the attacks on the Consortium, the women are damned personal for him. She is personal to him.”
    “Can you dig deeper into Sabrina’s history?” Almaya asked.
    “Can a bat shit acid?”
    “I hope that means yes,” Coen said to Price, who nodded wearily. The man who’d led the warehouse run looked close to burned out, tired to his