Page 44 of Lake
CHAPTER TEN
Lake
“You okay?” I asked Bridget as I neared my room.
She was sitting on the hard concrete slab of the walkway with her back leaning against the wall. Her legs crossed in front of her while her hands rested casually in her lap. She had that hundred-mile stare thing going on and I could tell that something was wearing on her.
She inhaled a deep breath, blinked, and then looked up at me.
“One of those days, you know?” She shrugged like it wasn’t really a big deal.
“I got just the thing,” I said then dashed into the room only to return a moment later with two beers and a bar of dark chocolate.
She gave me a small smile as I settled down beside her and handed her one of the bottles.
“Cheers,” she said as she tapped the neck of her bottle against mine.
“Sláinte,” I replied then took a sip. My head fell back against the wall as I looked out and watched the rain come down in sheets.
“Irish?”
“Little bit,” I said with a smile. “On my mom’s side.”
She hummed but neither one of us took our eyes off of the gloomy gray sky and the tears she was crying down on the world.
“You ever feel like something is off but you can’t put your finger on it?” she asked as she pulled the wrapper off the bar of chocolate and took a bite. She held it out to me and I couldn’t resist taking a bite of my own before handing it back to her.
“Yeah,” I answered with a huffed-out laugh. “Story of my life.”
“I feel like I’m chasing empty leads.”
My head lulled to the side and I gave her my eyes, only she didn’t turn to look at me. I took another long pull of my beer as I waited for her to elaborate.
“I came here looking for someone but I seem to have gotten myself into a world of mess and I can’t even track down one single lead for my case.”
“What are you talking about?” My brows pinched together as I tried to follow along.
“Your club’s into some shit.” It wasn’t a question and I wondered how she’d figured it out. “I don’t want to have anything to do with it but it seems that I’ve found myself at the pinnacle of it all.”
That got my attention and I sat up straight.
“What the hell are you talking about?!”
“Detective Mullins.”
A chill ran down my spine and it wasn’t from the freezing cold weather.
“What have you done?” I felt a sting in my chest.
Her eyes slid over to meet mine as her head turned slowly.
“What I felt was right in my heart,” she answered with a cocked brow and a coolness in her tone that made me feel uneasy.
“Which was? Dammit, Bridget! I didn’t peg you as one to play games, don’t fucking prove me wrong now.” I was ready to jump and bolt if I needed to. Iron needed to know about this but I had to find out just whatthiswas first.
“Told that asshole to fuck off,” she said with a smirk. “That was only after I said that if he had anything on you that the club would already be buried, so either there must not be anything to find or he must suck at his job.”
I couldn’t help it, I laughed. I relaxed back against the building knowing there was nothing to worry about right at this moment.
