Whispered Truths (God's Reapers MC Book 2) Read Online Free Page B

cigarette, the eerie blue glow from a cell phone. He investigated each one, but they were just the homeless and junkies finding an empty place to sleep for the night.
     
    So when the car came and turned towards the house, he stood and put his hand on his gun and watched. At first he couldn’t see anything, just the bright headlights. For a moment he wondered if this was it, if they had found him. But as the car got closer he recognized the banged up red Honda that belonged to Hillary Sweetie.
     
    She pulled into the driveway and stepped out of the car. David shook his head. He couldn’t figure out what it was about this girl that made all of his bosses so nuts for her. It was a terrible idea to bring her here. She was loud and careless, and they needed to be careful—now more than ever. But David didn’t have the authority anymore to question the actions of Rick. If he wanted his girl here, there was nothing he could do about it.
     
    Hillary passed him with a nod and walked inside. David took a deep breath and looked out in the darkness where everything was still again. Then, he cocked his head to the left. Were those footsteps he was hearing? David pulled his gun out of its holster and turned the safety off. No one in their right mind would be walking the streets of this neighborhood at this hour. Whoever was out there was either a cop or a junkie; both were dangerous elements and threats to what God’s Reapers were trying to do.
     
    Quietly, his gun drawn David headed towards the sound of footsteps. He ducked behind Hillary’s car and waited, listening for those footsteps to get closer, but there were none. Whoever it was, had stopped. David took a deep breath and came around the car pointing his gun at the last place he had heard footsteps. Standing there in the street in plain clothes was Olivia Waters.
     
    She was wearing jeans and a short, unzipped leather jacket. When David pointed his gun at her she raised her hands up and put them behind her head. The house was behind them and to the right, and the streetlights on the block were all out so no one inside could see them. David lowered his gun, and when he did, Olivia lowered her arms. The two lovers faced each other in the night over the black pavement.
     
    “So, you’ve come to arrest me?” David asked.
     
    “No, I’ve come to prove that I didn’t call in the hit against the Reapers,” Olivia said. David’s brow creased, as he put his gun back in its holster. Olivia reached into her pocket and pulled out her cellphone, tossing it to David. He could see a recording app was open.
     
    “Press play,” she said. David looked at the phone and then back at Olivia. Was this a trick of some kind? But why would she trick him this way, what would she get out of it? David pulled the phone up and pushed play, putting the device against his ear. He heard the robotic voice, and it listed the God’s Reapers warehouse location and the location of the warehouse on Marigold Street. It detailed how they hid their drugs, how they operated.
     
    “It was an inside job,” she whispered. “It had to have been. I don’t know any of that stuff, David. It wasn’t me; it was one of you.”
     
    “Who?” David said, his voice hoarse.
     
    “No one knows. It was just a call that came in. But the details checked out, and they planned a raid.”
     
    It can’t be , David thought. Ratted out by one of their own? Who would have done it? Who would have betrayed their brothers and sent them to jail? “David,” Olivia continued. “It has to be someone who’s still free. No one rats and then waits for the cops to show up. Someone in God’s Reapers is destroying it from the inside.”
     
    Who was still out? David asked himself. There was him, Mike, and Rick, but there was no way it was any of them. Mike and Rick’s lives revolved around the club, their livelihoods depended on it. There were about a dozen members who hadn’t been present for the raid and hadn’t