Page 18 of Shadow

I shake my head because ten grand for a hit job is insane. People will do anything for a little bit of money. But I guess I’m not one to talk since I kill for free.

“Thanks for the info.” I pull the trigger and shoot the motherfucker right between the eyes.

There was nothing else he could tell me, and this was taking too much time. When I searched the guy, I found a set of car keys. The car was parked right outside of Teagan’s apartment with the idiot’s wallet and personal information. Jason Delacruz was going to be a missing person. They’ll never find his body in the desert.

Whoever hired him was as dumb as he was. He was going to do a job in broad daylight, wearing all black, driving a rental car. He could’ve worn a flashing neon sign, and it wouldn’t have been more obvious he was committing a crime.

I had the twins working on the name to make sure it was actually Jason Delacruz and not some fake id. Thomas will also find any street names the dickhead might have.

The twins were pure geniuses when it came to any type of computer. They could find out just about anything with a click of a mouse. That’s why they are in charge of my business when I’m not around. They may not be prospects of the Sinners yet, but I know they will soon. They help the club in numerous ways without batting a lash.

They are loyal, unlike the piece of shit Everett, who I’m convinced is behind Teagan’s unexpected intruder.

By the time I got finished disposing of Delacruz, it was late evening, and the party had already started at the clubhouse.

I instantly felt my stomach drop. I’d left Teagan alone without my protection. I know the brothers know who she is by now, and they saw me fuck Paws up behind her. I just hope that was enough to keep everyone away.

I’d especially hate it if Paws was here and didn’t heed my warning.I will take another life tonight if he so much as breathes in her direction.

I’ve spent two days holding myself back from this woman, and I’m at my breaking point. To be fair to her, though, she stayed in her room without any fuss. I didn’t want to corrupt the good little dancer, but I know it’s just a matter of time.

The thought of not being able to have Teagan the way I want her and the lack of information from the Oeste has my blood boiling when I get to the main floor of the clubhouse. The sea of bodies seems thicker tonight, and it’s difficult to find Teagan as quick as I want to.

However, when I see her behind the bar slinging drinks alongside of Carla, I stop dead in my tracks. They look like they’ve been working together forever. They’re laughing, hi-fiving, and flirting with the brothers who are drooling all overmygirl.

“How the hell did this happen?” I question out loud as I continue to watch the scene unfold.

Teagan has changed her clothes, and she’s dressed in a mini skirt, a Sinners tank top, and the combat boots I gave her.

Her long brown legs look even more delicious than they did last night, and the urge to have them wrapped around my waist is intense.

I can’t believe it’s only been a few days since all this started. And the attraction I’m feeling for the woman who seamlessly fits right into my world continues to grow.

“Looks like Tiny Dancer is one helluva bartender,” Bounty says out of nowhere.

I don’t question where he came from anymore because he’s just like me. We’re always there, but you see us when wewantyou to see us.

“I’m surprised. She seemed like a stuck-up little cunt at the club the other night,” Detroit puts his two cents in. I don’t correct his assessment because Teagan ain’t my old lady, but him calling her a cunt makes me instantly rub my sore knuckles to remind myself not to fuck my brother up.

“I suggest you keep your comments about Shadow’s bitch to yourself dickwad.” Caliber slaps Detroit on the back of his neck, leaving a huge red mark.

I smirk at Caliber, but I don’t comment. No sense in arguing what everybody with eyes can see is true. I’m gonna make Teagan Walker mine.

It’s no longer just about finding Everett and getting the club’s money back. Now, it’s about a woman that intrigued me from the moment I laid eyes on her. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s about to be stuck to my side like glue. Especially since when I leave her alone, she draws a fucking fan club.

Thirteen

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE

TEAGAN

After a few drinks, Carla had me feeling myself. She was absolutely right when she told me I had a stick up my ass, and if I didn’t want to stand out around here, I had to conform.

I can admit that I slipped into my comfort zone of judgment from the time I walked in the door, and again I don’t have any room to turn my nose up at the people that are helping me to stay alive.

Carla wasn’t exaggerating about the women around here either. As soon as they walked in, some I received some glares of death. If looks could kill, I wouldn’t have to worry about gangbangers trying to kill me cause I’d be dead. These ladies didn’t hold back when it came to their words either. I had a drink thrown on me, and I was all kinds of hoes, cunts, and one even called me a slag.What the hell is a slag?

I took Carla’s advice and gave as good as I got. I’d never been called a slag, but I bet that chick had never been called a bald-headed scallywag either. It definitely broke the ice, and most left me alone after that, a few of them actually laughed.