“You’re under arrest for assaulting an officer,” Ransom grunted.
Fucking hell. Luna had gone and done it with her fucking temper. There wasn’t a way in hell I could get her out of this one. Reva moved to Luna, but I kept her by my side. “No, Sunshine,” I whispered.
Reva looked up at me pleading for me to do something.
Greta reached out and laid a hand on Ransom’s arm. Frost grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
Ransom glared at Greta. “Smart move,” he grunted. “Otherwise you two could have shared a cell at the jail.”
“We don’t want any trouble, Ransom,” Frost replied.
“Well, you should have mentioned that to her before she decided to stomp on my foot.” Ransom twisted her around.
“Call Rod,” Luna called. Ransom hauled her across the street and over to a squad car. Another officer took her from Ransom and placed her in the backseat.
We watched the officer drive away with Luna in the back of the car.
“Well, that was a twist I didn’t see coming,” Frost sighed. “Now not only do we have to figure out who killed Bunny and Tanya, we also have to bail Luna out of jail.”
Leave it to Luna to take a shitty situation and make it into complete hell.
Reva tipped her head back and looked up at me. “Who’s Rod?”
“Lawyer,” I grunted. Rod had done work for the club before. Luna was the one who used him the most and was on a first name basis with him. I pulled up his number in my phone and put it to my ear. “Rod?” I said when he answered. “She’s done it again.”
*
Chapter Fifteen
Reva
“Are you hungry?” I looked down at the coffee table. “I think this should all still be okay.”
Hero grabbed a breadstick. “Starving.” He ate the stick in three bites and grabbed another. “Tired?” he asked me.
I stifled a yawn with the bac
k of my hand. “Yes and no. I keep yawning, but I feel like I could run five miles right now.”
It was half past eleven, and as hard as Rod had tried, he couldn’t get Luna out of jail. On top of that, it was Friday and she couldn’t see the judge until Monday. Luna was going to have to spend the weekend in the clink. While Rod had been trying to get Detective Ransom to not press charges, Frost and Greta had headed off to Sultry Knights to shut it down and move all of the girls to the clubhouse.
“I’m staying the night,” Hero stated.
“Oh yeah?” I laughed. “You don’t want to stay at the clubhouse with all of those girls? Sounds like a hetro man’s fantasy. Trapped with nine strippers and eleven waitresses.”
Hero shook his head and walked into the kitchen. “No, that sounds like hell to me.”
I followed behind him and leaned against the wall between the kitchen and living room. I watched him open the fridge and pull out a beer. “You don’t have to humor me, Hero,” I laughed.
He popped the top and took a long drink, then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “I’m not shitting you, Reva.” Ope. He used my real name. I had figured out when he called me Reva he was being serious. “Now go ask Zig and Zag and I'm sure they’ll tell you they are in Heaven. Also Easy.”
“What about Frost?” I asked. He was the only guy I had actually spent a little bit of time with.
“He’s probably happy to have one or two there but all of them? Fuck no.” Hero finished his beer and tossed the bottle in the garbage.
“You want some more food?” I asked.
“I’m good for now.”