Keys To My Cuffs Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Heroes of Dixie Wardens MC #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 72561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
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“10-4.” I heard a few yards away, and then immediately after, through the receiver of my phone.

“Over here.” I called loudly.

“Clear.”

“Clear.”

“Clear.”

“Clear.”

“Clear.”

The word was repeated over and over again as fifteen people poured out of the shadows.

That was one benefit of being at a cop and MC owned joint. There was no shortage of people knowing what to do. There was also no need to call the cops, because there were six already there: three in uniform, and three in plains clothes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Channing take Trance’s offered hand as she was lifted up to her feet.

She murmured a thank you before heading to me.

“Oh, God. Your arm looks disgusting,” she cried.

Several chuckles followed her statement, including my own.

“Thanks,” I said amusingly.

She poked at it with a lone finger. “Does it hurt?”

Just that fine of a touch was enough to shoot shards of pain down my arm in droves.

“Ow, fuck. Lay off, woman!” I called out loudly.

I kept my eye on the writhing man, and was amused to see that Channing’s aim was true.

“You shot him up his dick and into his belly,” I mused.

“His insides are probably the consistency of soup,” Channing observed.

That was the truth. I had hollow points in all of my guns. If anything was worth doing, it was worth doing right, in my opinion.

Hollow points were made to expand and mushroom once they hit something. Let it be flesh or wood. If it comes into contact with the bullet, you best believe that whatever it hits will be destroyed.

Police used it to have minimal collateral damage. If a bullet were to hit something, it was made not to travel.

“D-do you think he’ll l-live?” Channing stuttered.

“Maybe,” I hedged.

There was no way the guy was going to live. His internal organs were probably more the consistency of stew rather than soup, but the outcome was still the same. He wasn’t going to make it, but I didn’t want Channing to know that yet. Not until I had my arm taken care of, and we were in the privacy of one of our homes.

The sirens started to break the silence of the night, and in two short minutes, two cop cars, an ambulance, and a fire truck arrived on scene.

Then there was The Chief.

“What the fuck happened, Rector?” The Chief snarled as I was being looked over by a paramedic.

The paramedic, Dallas, replied. “Well, it’s obvious to me he was shot. Is that not obvious to you?”

Dallas had a mouth on him, and he couldn’t be serious in any situation. When it came to authority figures, he rebelled; hence, why he smarted off to the Chief of Police.

Cabe gave Dallas a withering glare, but Dallas didn’t react in the least, which caused Cabe to turn his glare back on me.

He raised his eyebrows at me as if saying ‘well?’

Sighing, I started to explain.

Once I was finished, Cabe stared up at the night sky in resignation. “What the fuck is with you Dixie Wardens? I’m so goddamned tired of the lot of you getting into trouble. Goddammit. I was in bed with my wife. Do you know how fucking rare it is to get there this fucking early in the evening? That’s right. Pretty fucking rare.”

Channing’s amused giggle sounded from behind Cabe, and Cabe turned to glare at her, but softened once he realized who he was glaring at.

“You okay, honey?” He asked.

She smiled tiredly at him.

“I’m doing better than you, by the sound of it,” she quipped.

“Killing. Raping. Shooting. Jesus Christ, Rector. You’re like the fucking plague, leaving death and gore in your wake,” Cabe sighed.

The reminder of what was following me sobered my face instantly, wiping away any traces of humor.

“Yes, sir,” I muttered.

Cabe turned and placed his hands on his hips. “I think you need to get the fuck outta here for a couple of weeks. Take Channing and go visit your folks for the holidays. I’ll see if we can get Varian moved to the new facility this week instead of the next. You had some leave, anyway.”

Something inside of me told me that was the correct move for now. Whomever was playing the game with me knew the rules, and I didn’t. What better way to quit the game than to remove myself from the game board. If I wasn’t here, and Channing wasn’t here, the challenger wouldn’t have any other recourse but to resign, too.

At least I’d hoped.

There was nothing left for me to do, not with my authority to investigate stripped away.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Apparently, a lot.

Chapter 15

I like your dick and I cannot lie. My orgasm is the reason why.

-Text from Channing to Loki

Loki

“Why do we have to stay here?” Channing asked as she walked around the cabin.

“Because it’s not safe to stay at our places when people have been shooting at us. And it’s not fair to our neighbors,” I said dryly.

She stuck her tongue out. “I understand that, butthead. I was more saying why here, in particular. Why not a hotel...or just leave tonight.”

“The same reasons apply. Staying out in the middle of nowhere puts less people at risk. This is one of the safe houses the club uses in times of emergency. Silas owns it outright. It’s owned under a false name, so there are no tracks that lead to the club. As for why we’re not leaving tonight, we’re going to be having a few riders come along.

Cleo, Sterling, and Parker will be riding with us. Plus, you said you wanted to say goodbye to your dad before we left,” I explained.

Parker and Sterling had to meet back in Florida to get back to base within the next week anyway, so it was no skin off their nose to head back with me to act as added protection.

Cleo was going because he was amused by Channing, despite only knowing her for a short period of time.

Stripping off my shirt, I tossed it to the floor, and followed it up with my boots, pants, and underwear.



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