Society Weddings (Corrigan & Co. Book 11) by Crystal Perkins Read Free Book Online

Jake is hers.”
    “Anonymous? You haven’t found the identity
yet?” I ask Ainsley.
    “No. Whoever is posting has been using
different university computers. I’ve even considered that it’s more
than one person based on the fact that none of the schools are near
each other.”
    “Why did I have to fall in love with the man
every woman in D.C. and the surrounding states wants for
herself?”
    “Because he’s a great guy, and worships the
ground you walk on,” Ainsley says.
    “And don’t forget the medal she gave him,”
Tegan adds with a smirk.
    “No one is ever going to forget that medal,”
I say, shaking my head. Damn boys and their prizes.
    Now we just need to figure out who wants
Jake enough to kill for him. Because if some bitch tries to mess
with my wedding, I will take her down. I have enough stress as it
is.
     
    * * *
     
    Jake
     
    “Hey, Vick,” I say, answering the phone with
a smile.
    “It’s not your little piece on the side,” a
male voice that sounds familiar answers.
    “Who is this? And why do you have my best
friend’s phone?”
    “Best friend? Yeah, right. Your cheating is
catching up on you.”
    “I don’t cheat. And I’m asking you again,
who the hell are you?”
    “Your judge, jury, and executioner all
rolled into one.”
    “You killed Skylar? Why?”
    “If you want to know the
answer to that, and maybe save your friend , you’ll fly to D.C. and meet
with me.”
    “Where in D.C.?”
    “You’ll get instructions when you land. And
come alone. I’ll know if you bring anyone.”
    He hangs up, and I immediately call Matt.
Within minutes, a Corrigan jet is ready for me, and Nate, Aiden,
and Theo have all headed out to board another one. I won’t involve
Isa, even though I know she can handle herself. This guy wants me,
and he’s going to get me. I had no feelings for Skylar, but Vicki’s
my best friend. He put his hands on her, and now he’s going to
die.
    I send Isa a text saying that I have to go
to D.C. to take care of something. She wishes me a safe trip,
trusting that I’ll explain it to her later. Which I will. The
secrets I kept from her nearly destroyed us both, so I keep nothing
from her anymore. Well, almost nothing. I ordered something from
“our” jewelry store for her to wear on our wedding day, but she
won’t know that until Stella gives it to her. Some things need to
be a surprise.
    The flight is smooth, but my mind is still
at war with itself. The voice on the phone was so damn familiar,
but as hard as I try, I just can’t place it. I know that voice is
the key to this puzzle, but the more I think about it, the more it
escapes me.
    Literally the minute I step into the private
terminal, my phone rings. “I’m here.”
    “Such a good little soldier. Too bad you
won’t be rewarded.”
    “Just tell me where you are,
motherfucker.”
    He tells me in a scolding tone, and I don’t
hesitate to go. I pick up a rental car, acting as if I’m just
booking it, when in reality, it’s been arranged for me. The gun is
right where Nate told me it would be under the dashboard, and the
sunglasses with the comm built in are on the front seat. Theo is in
charge of ground support, because working for Aiden’s dad gave him
information on all the ins and outs of the city.
    I drive to the location, praying that I’ll
find my best friend still alive. Vicki and I have had our ups and
downs, but she’s still the person I’m closest to, besides Isa.
They’re super close now, too, which means I’m totally going to get
hell for not including her on this. I couldn’t take a chance with
either of them, and I hope they both understand that.
    I’ve got to keep up the pretense that I’m
not hiding anything—namely the gun strapped to my ankle—so I walk
right in the front door of the converted warehouse I was sent to.
It looks like it’s being remodeled into a home, but I don’t get too
much time to look around. I hear shuffling behind me, and turn to
see Vicki being