Page 15 of Never Trust the Living (Battle Crows MC 7)

“That creep is staring at that little girl like he wants to murder her,” my father said.

“That girl that saved Bram’s life.” Price leaned forward and rested his hands on his face, elbows to his knees. “Surprises the shit out of me, to be honest. We’ve spent all this time thinkin’ she was crazy when she wasn’t.”

“You and everyone else in this town,” Jeremiah, my uncle, said. “I only heard the worst of the worst about her. I have a cop buddy. They called her Crazy Dork at the police station when she would leave.”

For some reason, that made me incredibly pissed.

“Don’t call her that ever again,” I grumbled.

Jeremiah held up his hands. “Look, I’m not calling her that to call her that out of spite. I just wanted you to know what they called her. They’re the ones that look like complete dumbasses here. Amon may talk smooth, but one of those lazy motherfuckers should’ve gotten off their asses and investigated her claims.”

“How do you know they didn’t?” Shine asked curiously.

I looked at the phone, then back to the screen.

“Because Amon was up the mayor’s ass as his financial advisor. He had ins everywhere and is rich as fuck. Why would anyone believe her over that man that insinuated himself right in the middle of a pack of lazy fucks that protected him?” Jeremiah crossed his arms over his chest.

“Hey,” Shine asked suddenly. “Are you still on track for graduating?”

I was.

“I have a month and a half left,” I admitted. “Then I’m officially certified to underwater weld.”

I’d missed a few important tests while I was being tortured, but my instructors understood due to the extenuating circumstances.

“Sweet,” Shine said. “Glad that motherfucker didn’t ruin that for you.”

“Same,” I agreed.

Though, Mimi very well might.

At first, she’d never really been happy about it.

But now, knowing that I was going to be doing something that dangerous?

It damn near sent her into panic attacks when we talked about what I would be doing with my degree in a few weeks.

Needless to say, that was one of the things we didn’t talk about.

Amon’s words brought all of our attention back to the television, even Shine on his own at his place in Germany.

“I did it because my sister deserved to be scared and know that she’s the reason it happened.” Amon shrugged as if his words made any sense whatsoever.

“What did your sister do to deserve that treatment?” the prosecutor asked.

Amon once again looked over toward his sister, and this time, the camera moved with his gaze.

Then, there in the middle of a murder trial, Dorcas sat. Looking scared and frightened, and crying her eyes out.

I wanted to commit murder just to erase those tears off of her face.

“Because I don’t like when I see her happy,” Amon answered honestly.

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“You’re not going to let me go in there?” Mimi hissed. “If she can handle it, I can handle it.”

I looked at where Dorcas had disappeared inside.

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