In Seconds
- Автор: Новак Бренда
- Серия: Bulletproof #2
- Год: 2011
- Язык: французский
- Жанр: Остросюжетные любовные романы
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Laurel Hodges has changed her identity twice. She's been on the run for the past four years, trying to outdistance the gang members who blame her for the death of one of their own. She's finally found peace and stability in the small town of Pineview, Montana. But just when Laurel thinks she and her children are safe...the nightmare starts all over again.
The Crew, a ruthless prison gang with ties to Laurel's brother, will never forget and they'll never forgive. And now that they've finally tracked her down, they'll stop at nothing.
Sheriff Myles King, who happens to live next door with his thirteen-year-old daughter, appoints himself Laurel's personal guardian. His growing attraction to her could change his life—Myles is beginning to picture marriage and family. But it could also end his life. If he can't save her, everything he's built, everything he wants, could be destroyed. In seconds...
She blinked, battling a sudden welling of tears. “I’ve never heard of the California Men’s Colony.”
“It only goes up to level three. It’s known as the country-club prison because of all the programs they’ve got down there.”
Lowering her voice, she turned away from the children and right into Rex’s chest. She thought he might put his arms around her, but he didn’t. “Ink’s a murderer! Why would they move him to a cushy place like that?”
“Because of his handicap. He wasn’t deemed a threat. He can’t get around like he used to. He came across as withdrawn, penitent, always in pain. And he didn’t seem to be active in The Crew anymore. Word has it he’s become a bit disenchanted with the brothers.”
“That could be good news, couldn’t it?” she asked. “If he’s disenchanted, why would he carry out their business?”
“I’m not sure he considers us ‘their’ business. For him, it’s personal. He hates all three of us. Rex most of all, but he’ll take the easy prey first, if he can.”
She closed her eyes. Since Rex hadn’t returned to the society of his former friends, she’d decided she was fine. That she had no reason to fear. She’d wanted to believe it so badly. And now this. What did it mean? Was Ink using his time out of prison to enjoy all the things he’d missed?
Or was he coming after her?
Suddenly Horse’s words, as shared by Rex, took on a whole new meaning. Something was up inside the gang. What was it, exactly?
“How’d you find out about Ink?” she asked her brother.
“I called Jones.”
Jones was their handler, the U.S. marshal who’d helped protect them until they could get moved to Washington, D.C.
“And?”
“They would’ve notified us if they could. They didn’t know how to find us.”
“By design. But…wouldn’t a prison break have been on the news?”
“It’s not big enough to make the national news. From what the marshal told me, they still don’t consider Ink much of a threat.”
Then they didn’t know him the way she did.
“Neither is the guy he busted out with,” Virgil continued.
“What was he in for?”
“Dealing.”
“What’s going on?” Rex murmured.
Vivian raised a finger to tell him to give her a little longer.
“Is something wrong, Mommy?” Mia had stopped dancing and was looking concerned.
She covered the mouthpiece. “No, honey, it’s fine. It’s just…business stuff.”
“The purses?”
“Yeah.”
Rex gave Mia’s ponytail a playful tug. “How about you show me your room? Then Jake can show me his.”
“I don’t wanna show you mine,” Jake said. “It has these stupid bears painted on the wall.”
“You have something against bears?” he teased.
“You should see ’em. They’re for babies!”
“Let’s take a look.” Tossing Mia over one shoulder, Rex prodded Jake to lead the way.
“Hey, put me down!” Mia squealed, even though it was quite apparent that she loved being right where she was.
Their voices dimmed as they passed through the living room. After they were gone, Vivian carried the phone to the table, where she sank into a chair. “It’s not easy to break out of prison. Maybe a level one, but…level three? Where were the C.O.s?”
“In the tower, where they were supposed to be. Some of The Crew created a disturbance while others blocked the closest tower’s line of sight, and Ink and his cell mate slipped out in the confusion.”
“What do you make of the escape?”
“It could be a coincidence that Horse has recently been talking tough, but…”
“You don’t think so.” Neither did she. Not anymore. All that unease she’d been denying, that was intuition, warning her that her life was about to change.
“No. No one’s seen Ink. Unless it was a quick pass-through, he hasn’t shown up in L.A. Rex would’ve heard about it if he had. Rex was just there.”
Virgil didn’t add that Rex was there “partying with old friends,” but Vivian knew what he meant.
“He heard what Horse has been saying, right?” he went on. “Stands to reason he would’ve heard about Ink, too. This is bigger news.”
“Ink scares me.” Vivian would never forget Colorado, how he’d attempted to kill her and her children. How close he’d come to succeeding. To her, he represented everything evil and depraved.
“Rex is with you now. That makes me feel better.”
She lowered her voice. “He can’t stay here, Virgil.”
“Why not?”
Because she didn’t want to fall prey to old habits. They’d gained some distance from the heartbreak that’d taken such a toll on them both. She couldn’t survive a relapse, didn’t want to watch Rex suffer any more, either. “He’s using again.”
“He says he isn’t.”
“Then it’s alcohol. It’s…something. You should see him.”
“It’s only been two weeks since he was here, Laurel.”
“Add two weeks of sleepless nights to that and you might have some idea. He’s lost a lot of weight during the past year, maybe thirty pounds. And he wasn’t heavy to begin with.”
“I know. We need to get him some counseling.”
Judging by his voice, Virgil felt out of his depth—and so did she. No one could change Rex’s life if he wasn’t willing to fight the good fight, and she didn’t get the feeling he’d make that kind of commitment.
Hearing a sudden noise, Vivian glanced up. Rex was standing in the doorway, staring at her with an inscrutable expression. He’d heard some, if not all, of what she’d said about him.
“Okay, well, Rex and I will talk about it,” she said into the phone.
“Keep me posted,” Virgil responded.
“Virgil.” She stopped her brother before he could hang up. “They could be coming after you and Peyton instead, you know.”
“I’ve thought of that.”
“You’re not worried?”
“I’m worried, but like I said, if I know Ink, he’s going to want to kill you first.”
Dimly, she realized how different their conversations must be from those of normal people. “Why?”
“Because his revenge won’t be complete unless I know about it.”
A dial tone sounded in her ear; Virgil was gone.
Although she didn’t look up again, Vivian could feel the weight of Rex’s gaze as she returned the phone to its base. “Where are the kids?”
“Setting up a game I promised to play if they gave me a few minutes to speak with you.”
Feeling guilty that she’d even thought he might’ve let her location slip, she turned to face him. “Ink busted out of prison.”
He didn’t seem all that surprised, and yet she didn’t get the impression he’d already known. “Nice.”
“But…he couldn’t find us.”
“Do you really believe that?”
It was what she wanted to believe. That they were safe. That they could continue with what they’d created since the last move. That Pat’s murder was unrelated. “No.”
After crossing to the opposite counter, he refilled his coffee. “There are too many ways to narrow it down.”
“But I’ve been so careful.”
“How careful?”
“Very careful.”
He arched an eyebrow at her. “Have you reached out to anyone from your former life?”
She couldn’t quite claim that. “You’re the only one I’ve called from here.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
His hand trembled as he lifted his cup. She wished she hadn’t noticed it. She couldn’t deal with seeing him like this, not in addition to everything else. “Okay…yes. I’ve called others. But—”