Devil's Inferno (Blacksteel Bandits Motorcycle Club Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
A chill nipped at the air. Any other time, Miranda would have relished in such a morning. With Francesca's presence, and looming discussion, she had little time to dwell on enjoyment. Together, the women rounded the diner and headed to the back where extra parking situated beyond the eyes of eating patrons. The lot had exploded with activity in the short amount of time they arrived. Three more semi-trucks took up space in the back, flanked by a dozen sedans and trucks. It was surprising, but Miranda hadn't paid attention to the patrons inside. Miranda dallied behind Francesca a few steps. She mentally fought over how to approach the situation. Cool and calm? Understanding and warm? Or would Francesca be no-nonsense and curt? Miss Munoz's footfalls gave way to the crunch of gravel. Miranda decided to swallow her nerves and posit her inquiry. “Well, Miss Munoz, what did you want to tal-” “Miss Groves,” a deep, masculine voice cut Miranda off.
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