Purge (Death Crusaders Motorcycle Club) by Sandy Kline Read Free Book Online Page B

tattered top, and then hold it in front of my breasts before turning
over. I watch my assailants back disappear out the door which is too bad
because I never got a look at his face.
    The person who is still here
is just about the last person I would have dreamed of running into on account
of him being dead; or so I thought.
    “What are you doing here
Mark?” I ask him, putting as much scorn as I can muster creap into my voice.
    “You’re welcome he says,
while he openly stares at my chest.
    “Why are you here and how’d
you find me?” I pull several layers of covers up to my chin.
    “Followed you.”
    “How long have you been
following me you bastard?”
    “Apparently not long enough.”
He says. “How’d you manage to get yourself shot up the minute you get back in
town?”
    “I don’t know. You’re the one that’s been following me. Maybe you had something to do with
that.”
    “You’re kidding right? If I
wanted to kill you I could have done so a hundred times before today and I
could have let this chap do it tonight.”
    “Maybe you just want me for
yourself.” I reply.
    “Don’t flatter yourself.” He
says.
    “What? Are you kidding me?
You’re my ex who has been stalking me for years. In a sick way you’re the one
that’s been flattering me. Now why are you stalking me again?”
    “You need help Jennifer.”
    “Yeah that’s why I’ve been
with Blade and that’s why I’m staying in different hotels. So why are you
stalking me and what brings you here at the nick of time?
    “Watching your back.”
    “Well my back doesn’t need
watching.” I reply.
    “Tonight it did.”
    “You still haven’t told me
why you’re here?”
    “I wanted to talk to you.”
    “Alright but be quick about
it. I don’t want you around me anymore than you have to be. I’m grateful you
saved me from that guy but I still don’t like you. The line that separates you
from that maniac, I don’t think it’s very wide. In fact, it’s pretty damn
thin.”
    “No way Jen, you can’t
compare that piece of trash to me. There’s a huge difference between the two of
us.”
    “This is rich coming from the
man…the police officer that I had to get a restraining order against. The man
that repeatedly violated that order and that got the whole damn department to
harass me. You’re just one tiny step from turning into that man.”
    “Wow, you sure know how to
hold onto a grudge don’t you?”
    “Seriously?” I reply. “You’re
the king of grudges. You’re the all-time champion of not letting go of the girl
who dumps you. You’re the grandmast-”
    “Alright alright, I get the
point.
    I grab my purse and fish
around for my phone. When I turn around with the phone in my hand I find I’m
staring down the barrel of a nasty looking black handgun.
    “What the hell?”
    “Sorry.” He yelps. “I thought
you were reaching for a gun.”
    “What the hell would I be
doing with a gun?”
    I actually do have one. I
have the 9mm that belongs to Piper. I totally forgot it was in my purse. A lot
of good that would have done me though. When the man attacked me my purse went
flying across the room. No way could I have retrieved the gun. I also would not
have had time to see if it’s loaded or the safety off or anything else. It
would have been like me just waving around a hunk of metal. I have used guns
before but they were always handed to me ready to fire. I didn’t have to fool
with the safety or make sure it was loaded.
    “Sorry,” He says, and put’s
his own weapon in the waistband of his pants.
    “Now can we just get to why
you’re here?”
    “They’re trying to pin a
murder on me. Actually they’re trying to set me up for several murders that happened
during the Purge. I’m not a murderer Jen.”
    “Really? After that entrance
you just made and pulling gun on me? This isn’t your most compelling argument Officer
Brown. Who are they saying you killed?”
    “A couple bikers an-”
    “Bikers?” I