Page 34 of Cold Foot Komodo

“When Damon Daye calls me and rips me a new one for not being registered, I’m pretty sure someone leaked what I am,” he said dryly.

“Well if he did, he was just trying to watch out for his Crew.”

“His Crew. Not your Crew?” Garret asked.

“I don’t like this conversation. I don’t like being accused of anything by a stranger, or feeling like I need to defend myself. I’m sorry Mr. Daye called you, but that has nothing to do with me.”

“Okay, you’re getting upset,” he said softly, backing up. “I’m not meaning to mess up your day. If you could just give Wreck the message. I don’t want any trouble. I just stick to my own little corner of Darby.”

“I’ll let him know.”

“Thank you. Have a good day. The offer still stands. If you ever need anything, let me know.”

“Okay, I appreciate it,” she called, watching him make his way back to his house.

Her phone vibrated in her back pocket with a call, and her heart sank. Her mom hadn’t texted in an hour, and Sasha was hopeful that she’d finally exhausted herself and fallen asleep. When she looked at the caller ID though, she perked right back up. It was Timber.

“Hey,” she answered, unlocking her front door.

“You need help with more of the move today?”

She flipped on the light switch and looked around the cluttered rental. “Umm, yeah. I will take all the help I can get.”

“Sweet! The girls are coming with me.”

“Wait, Katrina and Raynah?”

“Yep, and Beth is meeting us there in a couple hours, after she finishes up with an appointment.”

“Oh my gosh, best squad ever.”

“Yep! And Reed just let King know he’s putting in a big order at the hardware store for new flooring and a bunch of other stuff that needs replacing. It’ll be ready to pick up in a few hours, so the boys will handle that.”

“Holy shit. Okay! How do I pay for it?”

“It’s all going on the Crew account, and I’ll let you know how to handle all that ASAP. Reed wants it streamlined for you. He’s on it!”

“I need to haul out the furniture and get some replacements.”

“We just furnished the cabins and know a couple places to go! We will be there in an hour.”

True to her word, Timber pulled up in a jacked-up Ford Ranger, and the ladies of the Cold Foot Crew piled out. Sashahad a moment as she stood on the porch and watched them all chattering with Timber as they scrambled out. Timber was wearing the biggest smile. Reed had said to watch Timber today and see how good she was doing now that their toxic family had no access to her, and she was going to do just that.

The girls greeted her, and they did a tour of the house, and Sasha told them what all needed to be done to make it comfortable to live in. She wanted a place she was excited to come home from work to.

They spent the next few hours getting so much done. The girls were all very strong, and helped Sasha haul out every bit of the furniture. Timber called the garbage company to do a special pickup, now that the roads were cleared and the snow had slowed.

They all cleaned that small home from top to bottom. Right as they were leaving to head to a small local furniture store, another text came in. Now, they’d been coming in all day from Mom and the family loop, but this one caught her attention and didn’t drain her. It was from Reed. He had sent her three pictures of laminate planks of flooring that looked like real wood, but were life-proof and durable.Which color?he asked.

Either one or two,she texted back.

A FaceTime call came through, and she got so excited and nervous answering it. Reed smiled at her and said his hellos, then aimed the camera at the two options they were choosing between. Okay, the second one looked way different on FaceTime. That was the one. It looked rustic and would fit the house great.

“Two!”

“That’s what I thought too. Didn’t want to assume though.”

“Are you already off work?”

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