Page 75 of Tattooed Love

“Was the breakup messy?” he asked, lowering his head to stare me down. “Perhaps some payback is in order?”

“I would, if there was anything to tell,” I said lightly, and glanced at Cole as he cursed at a cop who was searching him. “Is there a reason you are taking this out on my brothers? I thought you were here to question me?”

“Satan’s Sons are always a point of interest,” he informed me. The detective took a step closer to me. “Where is it Amber?”

“Where is what?”

“Where is the murder weapon that was used on Ryan Raymond? The gun your boyfriend pointed to his head and shot him with.”

Ryan who? We never shot at any Ryan.

“You must have your wires twisted,” I replied, honestly confused. “I don’t know a Ryan and I don’t know anything about a murder weapon.”

Well, that was half right anyway. I did know of a murder weapon, but it didn’t have anything to do with the murder of Ryan… whatever his last name was.

“Really? Because you and Blake also took care of his brother, Jake Markus.”

That murder I did know of, and that murder weapon was floating somewhere in the ocean by now.

“Jake had a brother? Never knew that,” I said, crossing my arms. “Although Jake never really talked much.”

“Well, he doesn’t talk at all now,” the detective spat at me. “Give them up Amber. We have solid information that you have them.”

Jake was a low life piece of scum, and if anyone deserved to greet death, it was him.

“I don’t know what you are on about.” I keep my eyes forward and continued, “And I suggest you stop saying I do.”

“Trust is an important thing to you, isn’t it,” the detective’s lips curled evilly. “Trust, loyalty.”

I nodded my head, not fully understanding where he was going with this.

“To be betrayed by someone you trusted… that would cut deep, wouldn’t it?” The cop placed a hand on the armchair, putting his face dangerously close to mine. “To be betrayed by someone you cared about. Someone you trusted.”

“What are you implying?” I said hotly, my fingers curling into fists.

“I think you know what I am saying. Blake is going to be deeply cut when he realizes…” The cop stood back up to his full height abruptly and turned around to face another officer who had just walked in. “Search complete?”

The officer nodded his head and I knew they had nothing on me. The detective I think knew this as well, as he turned to face me.

“Pity. Blake wasn’t as lucky as you’ve been today,” he shot at me, before walking out the room. The cops followed him.

“What do you mean?” I said with anger as I got up from the chair and walked quickly in the direction of the foyer as they began to file out. Finally, the raid was over.

“You will find out soon enough,” the detective shot at me, narrowing his eyes. “I promise you Amber. You will be going down for both of their murders. Oh, and a bit of advice. If I were you, I would get that scar tattooed over because everyone knows a marked woman is a dead woman walking.”

He walked out the front door and my eyes widened; only my family and the handful of people staying at Blake’s knew about that scar. This means he had someone on the inside, an undercover cop or someone who was working with them.

His reference to trust now slapped me in the face. Someone was betraying us and Blake was now paying the price.

Chapter 18

Jax

“What the heck is this?”

I swiped the DVD from Cole’s hands and hurled it back into the plastic bag, where he got it from.

“Nothing.” I snapped at him before stuffing the bag under the passenger seat and continuing working on the CD player in my car.

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