Page 18 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
If my sister didn’t want to come to her senses, I’d make sure Cheyenne didn’t pay for her mother’s mistakes.
I’m getting the fuck out of here.
I jammed my laptop back into my suitcase and moved everything around so I could fit the files in there as well. I still had about six of them to factcheck, but once I did they were going right back to the police precinct. The less I carried on me, the better.
Then, I sat on the edge of my bed and waited.
I waited until night hung heavily in the sky. I waited until there wasn’t a sound echoing above my head for at least an hour. Summer came down to say goodnight and I managed enough strength to hug her without vomiting, and part of me wondered if I could convince her to come with me. Convince her to leave and come back to her senses.
But, she was enamored with Tanner again.
I have to show her just how dangerous these guys are.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to do us while living under this roof, so when silence fell around the house I silently eased myself up the steps. The basement door opened up into the kitchen and I paused, waiting for someone to peek their head around the corner and address me. I held my breath as I slowly walked through the house. I got all the way to the front door before I heard creaking above my head.
But, once the creaking settled down, I slipped the door open enough for me to suck my stomach in and slide out.
Then, I made a break for my car and got the fuck out of there.
Hotel room, here I come.
Nine
Finn
I wasn’t sure how long I sat out back staring at the ocean. Some days, it was the only thing that calmed me down. Other days, it was the only thing that kept me going. Melody loved the ocean. It was why she always loved coming over. She’d sneak out of her house and throw rocks at my window just to wake me up so we could sit on the water’s edge, hand in hand, and reminisce on what life would be like once we got out of this bustling city.
We had plans, her and I.
But, life never worked out the way we wanted it to, and this was no different. I wasn’t sure what kind of a life I saw for myself, but it certainly wasn’t this one. And maybe the guys were right. Maybe I was holding that against everyone and it was fueling my anger in the process.
Maybe they were wrong, though, and they were simply underestimating me.
Nevertheless, as the moon hung high in the sky, I went inside to seek out Tanner. I needed to talk to him. I needed to get some shit off my chest. So, I walked my ass back inside and knocked on his door.
And when he opened it, his face was flushed and damp with sweat.
“Sorry,” I said with a chuckle.
He shook his head. “Just in the shower. What’s up?”
I grinned. “I’m sure you were.”
His face fell flat. “Spit it out, Finn.”
“Everything okay!?” Summer called out.
“I’ll have him back to you in a sec!” I yelled back.
Tanner cleared his throat. “You look like you’ve been through the ringer. You okay?”
I leaned against the wall. “If you call babysitting detail “okay.” Look, I’m almost positive Sloane has already found something, which is why she’s locked away in the basement. But, I couldn’t go inside the precinct with her and I still haven’t found a way to get my hands on those files. She’s really taking this cop thing seriously.”
He nodded. “I’d expect her to. Summer tells me she’s one of the good ones.”
I clicked my tongue. “You and I both know there are no good cops. Only dirty ones and lazy ones.”
He chuckled. “I suppose so.”
“Anyway, if you’ve got any tips on how to woo those files away from her fingers, I’m all ears.”
“Did you try being a decent human being to her?”
“Did you hear that she called me a little bitch?”
He barked with laughter. “What did you call her first?”
Summer quickly interrupted our conversation. “Something I can help with? I heard my sister’s name.”
I snickered. “Well, your sister’s stubborn as fuck, I hope you know that.”
She barked with laughter, too. “Trust me, I grew up with her. I know just how stubborn she can get.”
“So, any ideas on how to get her to trust me so I can take a peek at things?”
She shrugged. “Convince here that you’re worth sharing information with. Gain her trust.”
I blinked. “Cops trust people? Who-da thunk it.”
Her face fell flat. “Finn, once you break down my sister’s walls she puts up to protect herself, you’ll get on her good side. And when you’re there? She’ll do anything for you. She’ll tell you whatever it is you need to hear to make yourself feel more comfortable and confident. It just takes time. We grew up rough, and she did the majority of her growing without me to protect her because I was dealing with my own shit. Just keep that in mind. She’s used to being on her own. Mostly, at least.”
