Whatever It Takes (Stonewall Investigations Blue Creek #3) Read Online Max Walker

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Stonewall Investigations Blue Creek Series by Max Walker
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
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Now I had a chance to have him back. I wanted it, so fucking bad.

“We’ll be there,” I answered, the words becoming constricted by my throat. I repeated myself.

“Gotcha. See you soon.”

The call clicked off, and the room was left in the same loaded silence as before. Two men standing only feet apart, bodies radiating with urgent need. I licked my lips, trying to get another taste of him before opening that door.

“We’ll pick this up again,” I said, my cock still throbbing, my core winding tighter with every breath. “Let’s go and interview Sammy.”

Sammy Sanders was Lionel’s longtime girlfriend and one of the last people to see him alive before he was brutally murdered at the fall festival. Within five minutes of us meeting her at her shared Cape Cod–style home, we discovered that she and Lionel were astrologically bonded and living soul mates through a dozen of their past lives. In this life, they had dated for six years before Lionel proposed to Sammy four months ago. I noticed she would twirl her engagement ring like clockwork, every twenty seconds. The silver and gemstone twinkled.

Sammy wasn’t alone for the interview. Her roommate, Marco Rojas, decided to sit in, having known Lionel for five years through a Dungeons and Dragons group that would meet every weekend. Marco had a long and bushy black beard that crept up the side of his cheeks like ivy growing up an abandoned orphanage. He sat pretty close to Sammy, and on a couple of occasions, I noticed slight shifts in her hips, moving her further down the couch, away from Marco.

Sammy tucked a strand of platinum-blonde hair behind an ear decked in studs and small hooped earrings. The chimney next to her was cluttered with books of all different kinds. “No one hated him,” she said, answering Jason’s question about Lionel having any enemies. “He was a great guy, an amazing fiancé—”

“And an awesome friend,” Marco offered. “He did have one guy he didn’t get along with…”

“Name?” I asked, keeping my eyes on Marco. His gaze drifted off to the upper-right corner of the room as he tried to pluck a lie from the ceiling.

“Colton something. I’m not sure—never met him. Just remember Lionel saying something about Colton getting on his last nerve.”

Sammy sat up straight but didn’t say a word. Her lips were pursed tight. Was Marco lying? And why did Sammy seem so uncomfortable all of a sudden?

“Colton Majors?” Jason asked.

“Sounds right,” Marco said. He pressed the tip of his beard between his two fingers.

Colton Majors. He was the one with the restraining order against him, the one who lived in the Blades, the one who we suspected could very well be the Pegasus killer. He’d denied multiple requests to be interviewed and had no discernible schedule I could follow, making him effectively immune to most of my attempts at drawing out information. He would have to make a mistake, and then I’d get a chance…

Maybe Lionel was his mistake?

I turned my focus to Sammy. “Did you know Colton?”

She shook her head, eyes down, hands held tight in her lap. Her leg bounced, and her left eyebrow twitched, matching the same lightning-fast movements happening in her eyelid. She wasn’t this nervous before. She shouldn’t have been nervous at all—this was about finding out who was behind the Pegasus killings.

“You had no connection with Colton?” I asked, prodding a little harder. Something was off here.

“I mean, maybe once or twice, I think he’d show up at the bar and made a few jokes with me. I had no idea him and Lionel didn’t like each other.”

Marco cleared his throat. He looked like an Olympic diver tiptoeing toward the edge of the dive board. A suddenly icy glance from Sammy made him freeze. He sat back on the couch, making himself busy with a folded-up dollar bill he took out of the pocket of his jean shorts.

“If you have any information about Colton and Lionel, now is the time to share it,” Jason said. “The Pegasus killer is out there, right now, and every second we waste brings the Pegasus that much closer to their next victim. The blood is going to be on our hands once it spills, so please, tell us everything you know. Don’t let us leave here in the dark.” His voice carried a heft to it. He was beginning to take the lead, grabbing the wheel and steering this ship onto the right track. I gladly let Jason sit in the captain’s chair, liking what his voice and command did to me. He must have sensed the same thing I did. Someone in this room was hiding something, and it wasn’t either of us.

“Okay, fine…” Sammy said with a heavy sigh. “I’ll tell you everything.”

9

JASON QUILL

Sammy told us everything, just like she said she would.



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