Page 16 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
Her chest rose and fell with her panting. Her cheeks were flushed with a healthy color and part of me wondered what the rest of her body might look like with that same flush. In another world--in another life--I would have most certainly jumped her bones. I would’ve pulled her into my lap, staked her on my cock, and not stopped until she was crying out for mercy.
But, she was a fucking cop, and there was nothing on this planet I hated more than the police.
I clicked my tongue. “Let’s get back to the house. The guys will want an update.”
Sloane turned her head to face the road again. “Let the guys know that I’ll be staying in a hotel while I’m here. It’s too crowded in the house and I won’t be able to think.”
I shook my head. “No can do. It’ll be safer for us as well as for you if you stay at the house so I can keep a constant watch.”
She shrugged as she pulled back onto the road. “Well, you can’t keep a constant watch because that means I’ll never be able to look at those files.”
“You know that part of the reason why we brought you here is so we could work with the same information you’re working with.”
She pulled up to the gate. “Well, surprise, you little bitch.”
If she were a man, I would have slugged her.
“Doesn’t feel very good, does it?” she asked.
I flashed my I.D. to the security guard running the gate and they let us right in. We eased through and made it to the driveway without biting each other’s heads off. But, when I got out of the car, she really did stay put.
So, I closed my door and turned toward her. “Sloane, we have no idea who the Black Flags have put on their payroll in the past six or so months. For all we know, we’ve got someone watching us right now who has already pegged you as someone working for us. That doesn’t work in your favor, and you leaving the house and going off on your own reduces the chances that we can protect you if the Black Flags get to you first.”
She sighed. “I don’t like this. Not one damn bit.”
“But, you know I’m right. For however much we hate each other, you know I’m right on this, Detective.”
She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. “Fine. Okay. But, I want a bedroom on the other side of the house. I don’t want to be sandwiched in between a bunch of men who want to breathe down my neck while I sift through these files.”
I grinned. “I can do you one better. The basement is completely outfitted with a little kitchen and bathroom and everything. You can stay down there until further notice. It’s only got one entry and exit point, so it’ll be easy to guard, and you’ll get the privacy you need without us hovering.”
She eyed me carefully. “And no one else will be down there with me?”
“No one else.”
She unclipped her seatbelt. “Then, by all means, help me with these files and lead the way.”
And that was all the entrance I needed.
Eight
Sloane
“Stupid fucking sister,” I grumbled as I slammed the files onto the bed in the basement.
I walked over to the dresser and plopped my suitcase on top of it.
“Stupid fucking men,” I growled.
“Need anything?”
The foreign voice hit my ears and I slowly turned around to find another leather-bound muscly idiot standing at my basement door. I hadn’t even been down here five minutes by myself and already they were circling like vultures.
“No,” I said flatly.
The man nodded toward the files. “Need help sorting through anything?”
I blinked. “Let’s get one thing very, very clear: these are official police files and memos, and you’re not police. So, if you want my help, leave me the fuck alone so I can go through them in peace.”
The man stared at me before he nodded. “Feel free to make yourself at home.”
“Does the basement have a key?”
He furrowed his brow. “What?”
I sighed. “The door. It’s got a lock, so where’s the key? I want the keys to the basement so I know that none of you guys are sneaking down here when I’m not down here and looking at these files.”
He shrugged. “That’s a question for Finn.”
“Then, go ask him and retrieve any keys for me that go to this basement so I can keep them on my person.”
“I’m not your errand boy, Detective.”
I hissed at him. “And I’m not your link into the police department you’re wanting to investigate in your own right. You brought me here to work, not break rules. So, give me space to do my damn job.”
The man closed my door and left me without another word spoken and it only frustrated me more. If these assholes thought they could catch me off-guard, they had another thing coming. And why the hell were they tailing me in the first place? I was the cop in this situation! I shouldn’t be anywhere near potential suspects, and since Chief Lundson had referred to them by their crew name, that told me everything I needed to know about their activities in the area.
