Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

This time, we had the upper hand by having all of the girls under one roof.

We didn’t want to get in the way of the investigation, but with two waitresses dead, we didn’t really want to have to wait for answers.

I threw my leg over my bike and turned the key. The engine roared to life, and I slid my sunglasses over my eyes.

It would be ideal to get those answers before King stepped foot on the plane to come back home, but I was running out of time.

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Chapter Eighteen

Reva

“Luna’s out of the clink, and we need to celebrate,” Greta shouted.

I moved the phone from my ear. “Uh, that’s great.” But did Greta have to shout it in my ear?

“Wednesday night. We’re coming to your house because we can’t really go out because of the waitress killing psycho on the loose.”

I grabbed the broom from the closet and swept up the hair on the floor. “Uh, I guess that’s okay? Hero is probably going to be there, though.”

“Boo,” Greta groaned. “He can go hangout at the clubhouse for the night. Luna needs a night to unwind and not have one of the guys looming over her.”

r /> I laughed and reached for the dustpan. “You know he’s not going to go for that.”

“Sure, he will. You wanna know why?” she asked.

“Uh, why?”

“Because you’re going to tell him if he gives us one girl’s night at your place then he gets unlimited blowjobs for the rest of his life.”

“Greta,” I laughed, “you’re crazy.”

“I am, but you know it’s going to work.” A beep sounded on the line. “I gotta go. I’ll see you Wednesday, seven pm No boys allowed!”

The call ended, and I dropped the phone on the front counter.

“Unlimited blowjobs for life?”

I glared at Hero. “You would hear that.”

He shrugged and balled up the wrapper from his sub. “I mean, I guess I’m not completely against you having a girl’s night.” He tossed the wrapper in the garbage. “Though I’m not staying the night at the clubhouse. Right now, some other chick is sleeping in my bed.”

“Oh, well,” I laughed. “I guess if you just give us a few hours alone, I can sneak you into my bedroom when Greta and Luna aren’t paying attention.”

Hero snickered. “Sneaking a boy into your bedroom. What would your parents think?”

I emptied the dustpan and dropped the broom back in the closet. “You answered the door wearing only jeans. I’m pretty sure my parents know I have a boy in my bedroom now.”

“That is something I will never forget,” he laughed. “If looks could kill, your dad would have murdered me when I opened the door.”

The bell above the door dinged, and my next client trotted in. “Barbara!” I called.

I don’t know why I called her name. It was like she knew Hero was there before she even walked in the door. She beelined straight to him and catapulted herself at his chest.

“Barbara!” Mrs. Saunders scolded. She yanked on Barbara’s leash, but Barb had eyes only for Hero.

Barbara licked Hero’s face and panted happily.