Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Dante’s mouth tightened, and Travis’ eyebrows shot up.
“You came to ask me for a favor?” he blurted.
Travis was a good man. He never told someone in need no…unless it was me. Then he had absolutely no problem saying no.
“Yes,” I replied. “But I’ve already called in other favors, so I’ll no longer be needing your help. Raven, however, does need your help. If what I suspect is true, whomever is doing this is targeting everyone that was involved in my sister’s kidnapping, including Raven.”
Travis sighed, opened his mouth, but Raven beat him to it.
“You think someone’s trying to steal my identity?” she asked.
I shrugged.
“At this point, I’m not real sure of anything, I just have some suspicions,” I responded. “Four days ago I tried using my bank card and got denied. An hour after that, I called and heard that my accounts had been frozen due to fraudulent activity.” I walked to the coffee pot and poured myself a drink, nodding at Alison’s sympathetic gaze before turning back to Dante and Travis who were now turned around in their seats and facing me. “Lucky for me, I still had my account under Abby’s name, and they didn’t find all of my information. That changed a day later, but I’d already moved all of my money to a different account under a different name.”
Travis kept staring, so I continued.
“My car insurance was canceled along with my driver’s license, health insurance, and my fucking storage facility. Everything credit-wise that I had in my name was compromised,” I explained.
“What about your house…your bike?” Travis asked, his attention caught.
“Paid for. No bank loans,” I answered.
“What makes you think Raven’s in the same boat?” Travis asked. “It could be isolated to just you.”
I shook my head.
“Her insurance was declined today,” I informed them.
“That shouldn’t be. We pay her insurance,” Dante murmured, adding his input now.
I nodded my head. “I know.”
“What else do you have?” Dante countered.
“Credit card bills being opened in my name. Checks being written all over town. My water company called and asked if I was sure I wanted to cancel service,” I persisted. “Everything that has my name attached to it is being affected.”
“You’ve looked into it?” he asked.
“Yes,” I nodded. “My sister’s having much of the same problem. Her husband is a firefighter, who’s not being affected. Yet. Luckily, most of the things in my sister’s name are already paid for.”
“Do you have any leads?” Dante asked.
“Not at first, no.” I relied. “Last week, though, my sister said she was having some trouble with her credit card. So I started to get suspicious.” I took a sip of my coffee, then set it down by my left elbow. “Not everybody in the entire MC was starting to have the similar problems with their credit so I started trying to figure out why just certain brothers were involved. The only ones who helped me in the case of my sister’s kidnapping, who were mentioned in the police report, were Griffin, Mig and Casten. Pairing that with my sister and her husband, and now hearing that Raven’s insurance isn’t working starts to confirm my suspicions. That was how my sister’s started.”
Travis’ eyes went narrow as I spoke.
“I can run a few searches when I get home,” Travis muttered.
Raven’s eyes went from me to Travis, her eyes wide and surprised. “You told me you don’t like computers.”
“That’s ‘cause Trav likes to break into places he’s not allowed to. If he can’t do what he wants, he doesn’t do it at all,” Dante said absently. “Anything besides the identities?”
“Not yet,” I muttered, picking my coffee back up.
And I did mean that. It hadn’t happened…yet. But it would. This was only the beginning.
The beginning that hopefully was caught before it could get too out of control.
Chapter 4
Forgive and forget. Fuck that and fuck you, fucking fucker.
-Raven’s secret thoughts
Raven
“I’ll take care of your accounts as soon as I get home,” Travis climbed up the steps ahead of me.
“Thank you,” I replied to his back, snorting when he kept walking without looking back.
I should’ve known that would be how he reacted.
The man loved a challenge, and that’d been something I’d witnessed a lot over the last few months since I’d been working with him.
I was still amused to know that he actually liked computers. I thought that he disliked them due to his inability to use one with those fat fingers of his. To my surprise, he was not only comfortable working with the computer, but he was actually good at it.
Opening my door with the wrong hand proved to be a challenge, but it worked out well enough.
“No!” I yelled. “Don’t jump!”
My dog, a white German Shepherd that I’d somehow become the proud new owner of the week before I’d left, jumped anyway, but not on my body.