Page 1 of Bratva Past

Chapter One

Every morning withoutfail, Isaac Flynn stood within the compound of his mechanic shop and watched as Lucy Rue approached. The young woman was only twenty-four years old, but slowly and surely, she’d been driving him crazy for weeks, if not months.

He couldn’t remember the exact moment he started to pay attention to her. It might be the dresses she wore, or the way she wore her hair, or maybe it was even the makeup, which was strange. He’d never been a guy who cared if a woman wore makeup.

Lucy always looked amazing. She rarely wore too much makeup. She was stunning.

From what he knew, she worked at the local care home and was loved by pretty much everyone within the small town of Saint Falls.

Being the local mechanic, he was the guy everyone knew, the good guy they could count on, and he loved his place within the town. It had taken him a long time to get accepted.

Many years ago, he’d bought this old place in the hope of setting it up for retirement. He’d been into some bad shit, but that time was long gone. He took care of all loose ends, walked away from the life, came here, and settled down. Nothing bad had happened in over ten years. Not that anything bad would happen.

A long time ago, when his father was still alive, he’d been a mechanic. All it had taken were a few classes to remind him, and since then, he’d been working on cars, trucks, and bikes.

None of the townsfolk knew who he was. They didn’t need to know.

He saw Lucy approaching, and like every other day throughout the week, she stopped at the gate.

“Hey, Flynn,” she said.

Never did she call him Isaac.

“You all right, Lucy?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m doing okay. You know how it is.”

Now, this was new, as she stepped up toward him. She rarely came into his shop. Lucy didn’t own a car, and because it was a small town, she tended to walk everywhere, or catch the bus. Like him, she didn’t have anyone. Her parents had died because of a drunk driver when she was eighteen, and that was six years ago, leaving Lucy all alone in the town.

“Yeah, I know how it is.”

Since then, he had become aware of a few people attempting to take advantage. Lucy was not wealthy by any means, but the house her parents had spent their lives in was now hers, and it was fully paid for. After buying the house, they had a small fund saved up, and from what he knew, it all went to Lucy. The funeral didn’t put a dent in the funds. For all intents and purposes, Lucy was fairly well-off, although she never showed it.

“What are you working on today?” Lucy asked.

She wore another dress today. This one seemed to be crossed over the breasts, and her tits looked absolutely glorious in it. It then molded to her waist, before flaring out at the hip, and falling down her body, toward her ankles. She wore a pair of heels, but again, they were not too large or too small. The dress had large flowers printed all over it, and it just seemed to match her smile.

“Just a few cars. You know how it is. They don’t take care of the car, and it breaks down. You’ve got to learn to give your car a little TLC.”

The smile on her face seemed to widen. “You really do love your cars, don’t you?”

“I’m a mechanic, it kind of comes with the title.”

“So very true.”

“Are you not working today?” he asked.

She glanced down at her dress and shrugged. “Yeah, I am, but seeing as I change every time I go into work, I don’t see a reason why I shouldn’t wear what I want.”

“You have a uniform.”

“Yep.”

“Tell me, Lucy, do you love working at the care home?”

“It’s ... I love it. What I don’t love is that I make so many amazing friends, and I lose them.”

He hated the cloud that landed over her face. Isaac also saw her eyes glaze over. She looked down at the ground, and he watched her hand clench seconds before she finally looked up.

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