Even though her sudden rush of anger towards Jason worked her up, she was wiped out and so she nodded off. The next visitor was, indeed the doctor. She was going to find out whether or not she had to be in care after she was released, or whether she could be on her own. She was going to move on...
They had made quite a spread― one of them had been trained as a chef― and Faith was overwhelmed by their kindness and attention. She had expected them to be rough and crude and loud, but though they did not have the polish of the elite, they were sensitive and funny and set her at ease at once...
Her frustration level rose by leaps and bounds every day. The three bikers refused to follow the simplest of safety precautions, and Nate wasn’t much better. They didn’t understand the legal issues that required that they don’t actually hit each other. At one point, her team had to break up two o...
Work was scarce for an ex-con with few marketable skills before he met Greg Pasquale, the leader of a local motorcycle gang who took a shining to Blaine and his plethora of not-so-marketable skills. Namely, kicking ass. Felicity Pasquale is the only person in town who does...
Now, she was in the middle of some giant drug deal as well as being a kidnap victim. What else was going to happen? Blaine hustled her out of the car and into the house. The whole place reeked, like wet and dirty socks. She made a face, as Blaine pushed her into a chair that was so filthy dust fl...