The Renegade (Texas Safehouse #1) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Texas Safehouse Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
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“I never lied. I don’t lie. I’m good. I’m the good one.” He struggled against Grant’s hold, trying to hit him. Grant easily pinned his arms behind him and held him so his kicks couldn’t make contact.

“Stop or you’re going to hurt yourself.” Grant looked over his shoulder at me. “Is he as crazy as he sounds?”

I nodded. “He’s been through a hell of a lot.”

“You’re just like my family,” he yelled at Grant. “You’re a killer. You’re evil.”

“No, I’m not. If I was, you’d already be dead, and TJ would be making sure no one ever found you.”

The color drained from Evan’s face, and he swayed.

“Cuff him,” Grant demanded.

TJ did as he was asked. Evan continued to struggle uselessly. “Should I take him downstairs?”

“Yeah, lock him up.” Grant turned to me. “Did Evan get breakfast?”

I shook my head. “Just coffee.”

“I don’t want any of your food,” he screamed at me. “You’ll poison me.”

TJ jerked Evan away when Grant moved to attack him.

“Don’t ever say anything bad about Jacob again,” Grant snarled. “If you do, I’ll show you evil.”

Evan kept ranting as TJ dragged him away.

“How did we not see any of that?” I asked.

Grant shook his head. “I don’t think he was that bad off when he arrived. Something, maybe us killing his handler, broke him.”

I nodded. “He has seemed more and more agitated each day. I almost feel bad for him.”

“Yeah,” Grant said. “He’s a son of a bitch for leading them here, but he’s obviously been damaged by his past, and Brandon was manipulating the hell out of him.”

“What will happen to him?”

“That’s up to the FBI.”

“So we’re turning him over?”

“Eventually. Unless they refuse to negotiate. X called, and we’ve got a meeting with the other agent who was part of this operation.”

“The blond guy?”

“Yep.”

“When?”

Grant glanced at his watch. “In ten minutes. You have impeccable timing.”

“How did you know to be here?”

“TJ called me as soon as you closed yourself up with him.”

“So you were listening at the door.”

“Most of the time.”

I bent to pick up the larger pieces of the broken mug. “Did you think I was in danger?”

“I’m not taking any chances with you. That’s why we’re locking Evan up.”

“Where? Do you have a secret dungeon in the basement?”

Grant smiled. “Something like that. It’s a requirement for a place like this.”

I supposed that was true, but it still gave me the creeps. “You aren’t going to…”

He frowned. “What?”

“Torture Evan or…”

“No. Evan will stay locked up, but he’s got a bed, and he’ll be well fed and cared for. Hopefully, he won’t be with us long.”

“What will the FBI do with him?”

Grant sighed. “I’d like to say they’ll get him the help he needs, but I don’t fucking know.”

25

GRANT

My phone rang, and I looked at the display.

“It’s X.”

Jacob nodded. “I’ll go work on lunch.”

“No. You’re staying with me.”

“You want me in the meeting?”

“I don’t want you out of my sight, not after that.” I couldn’t stand how close he’d come to being harmed by Evan. I pulled him to me as I answered the call.

“We’re all set,” X said.

“So the asshole agreed to be escorted onto the property and meet with us? Alone?”

“It took some convincing, but I’ve personally guaranteed his safety.”

“I know you never go back on your word, but does he?”

“He’s trustworthy. You’ll understand better once you meet him.”

X and his fucking secrets. “What aren’t you telling me?”

The son of a bitch ended the call.

TJ and Colton were serving as escorts, so I took Jacob to the basement room where we were meeting. The space was built to serve as a command center. While I contacted TJ, Jacob stared at the huge screens on the walls and the long table that could seat twelve.

“We’re close to the house,” TJ confirmed. “Is everyone ready?” I glanced at the men who were seated. Both my brothers and Madison were there. “Yes. Bring him in.”

I paced the room, unable to sit still like the others while I waited.

When the door opened, I instantly knew what X meant. This wasn’t some random FBI agent who could disappear as easily as Ghost. It was Ghost.

When I’d known him in the marines, I would have said he was a man whose word I could trust, but now he’d come after me and my brothers.

He held my gaze and gave a short nod. “Grant.”

I punched him, getting in a good hit to the jaw. He stumbled back, hand against his cheek, but he didn’t go down.

The bastard smiled as he rubbed his injured face. “I probably deserved that, but you won’t get another one for free.”

I huffed. “There was nothing free about that. I caught you off guard.”

“It won’t happen again.”

“Did you really think you could just walk in here and we’d pick up where we left off? Have you forgotten how you disappeared with no explanation? All I was told was that you’d been transferred.”



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