ROMANCE: MC BIKER ROMANCE: Hooked (MC Biker Pregnancy Romance)(Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance) (Contemporary Military Romantic Suspense Thriller) (59 page)

Chapter 3

“Kristy, what are you doing out here? You know that if Chris sees you out here he will write you up. You can’t afford another write-up and I swear I will quit if you get fired.”

She took the stub from her hand and hit it a couple of times before putting it out. “Please tell me that you have the drawers made up. I mean, chica I love you, but you look like shit. How much did you drink last night?”

Kristy shrugged. “As much as you. I can’t help it that you are some freak of nature.”

Maggie didn’t see the humor at the moment, especially when she got inside and the computers were not even on. The bank was supposed to open in a few minutes and nothing was done for the set up. When she looked over and saw the safe door wide open, she turned back to Kristy and it started to make sense why she was smoking a cigarette after quitting for a month.

“Did you get robbed?”

She nodded again. “I was just about to say that I didn’t have time to get those drawers done. I don’t want to go in there because the cops are coming. I actually can’t believe that it is taking so long.”

As if on cue, several police came in with their guns drawn and pointed at the two women. They put their hands up as they were told and Kristy was more scared then, then the whole time that the robbers were there with guns. It was more of a chance of being shot from the police in her eyes.

“We are the ones that pushed the button. They are gone.”

The guns went down and she was able to breathe again. Didn’t they know how hard it was to think with those guns in their faces? Kristy was really starting to think that she should have stayed in bed.

The next few hours made her idea of going back to bed sound even better. The bank had to be closed for fingerprinting and a lot of other things. She wanted to leave but Kristy was in her third round of questions. They wanted to know why she waited after they left. It didn’t seem to be a reason that she had multiple guns pointed at her. She was in shock, but the police looked at her as if she may be part of it.

“Like I told you three times before, I have never seen those men before in my life. One of them stopped me at the door and I told him that I couldn’t help him get money out of his account until the bank opened. More men came out of a dark car and ran towards me. What was I going to do?”

“Not give the robbers the keys for one.”

She shot a look to the dark-skinned man that had said the last comment. “I am done talking to you. Have you ever had a gun to your head?”

He nodded that he had. Of course he had, she thought to herself. He was a police officer. “What about the first time? Were you afraid?”

The cop was getting her new line of questioning. “So if you guys are done, I would really like to go home.”

He stood up as she did and gave her a card with his name and number on it. “If you can think of anything else that you forgot, we need all of the information you can give us.”

She said that she would try to remember something more. Kristy just wanted to go home. She didn’t want to talk to her boss, the plump man that kept shooting daggers her way. She didn’t understand why they were looking at her as if she had something to do with any of it. Kristy didn’t think that they could possibly think that she had anything to do with it, but tried to blame her feelings on her own paranoia.

Getting up and getting ready to leave the bank, Officer Palon offered her a ride home. She felt shaken and thanked him for the offer. It was what she needed and if it got her home faster, that was okay with Kristy. “I will be over there in a minute Officer. My boss is flagging me over.”

As she walked over to him, there was a feeling of dread in her stomach. He looked at her as if she were the very person that had stolen such a large amount of money. “We are not done here Kristy.”

She just looked at him for a second. Kristy wasn’t sure why everyone was being so rude. She would have thought that she would have gotten a little sympathy for the ordeal that she had gone through, but that wasn’t the case. The case was that they were looking at her as if she were the one that had masterminded the whole thing. The sinking in her gut was becoming a closing feeling in her throat. “I have had a pretty traumatic experience and I want to go home. I have been sitting here for hours, telling you all the same thing, so I am done.”

Kristy had never talked to her boss like that and she saw his whole body pulling up, his chest puffing out. The police officer was the one that intervened and told him that she was going to be taken home. It had been traumatic for Kristy in a way, but the aftermath was proving to be much worse. They were all looking at her as if she was one of the men.

“Thank you for helping me back there. I can’t believe the way he is acting.”

Officer Palon waved her off. “It’s fine. I see guys like that all of the time. They think that they are the ones in charge, even with us there.”

“I just don’t understand why they are acting that way. You guys can’t seriously think that I had something to do with all of this!”

The man opened the door to his car and waited for her to get in. Kristy felt safer with the cop, but as she looked back at the building she had worked at for six years, there were several eyes on her departure and it made her nervous. Kristy waited for the police officer to get into his car.

“The police think that I am part of this, don’t you?”

He nodded his head. “You are on the short list of suspects. I am not going to lie to you about it.”

“Why?”

“Well you took almost twelve minutes to push the button. That would have given the men time to get long gone by the time we arrived.”

Kristy just shook her head. She knew that it had been a strange thing to do, but she insisted that she hadn’t been thinking right. Kristy didn’t remember much of what had happened afterwards. She remembered sitting there for a few moments, trying to get her heart to stop pounding, but it had been hard. The hardest part had been getting up and pushing the button, though Kristy still didn’t believe that she had waited that long.

“It sounds strange I guess, but I had never been so scared and I guess I just went out of it. I assure you that I had never seen those men before. I had a bit of a hangover this morning from a concert, but he could have walked up to anybody and got in. My training told me that I was never to argue with them. Just give them what they asked for so that no one got hurt.”

“No one wants you to get hurt Kristy, but the police have to look at all of the possibilities.”

“And me being an accomplice is one of them?” Kristy was incredulous, but if it were true, why was he even telling her about it? She was stuck in the twilight zone and Kristy just wanted to go home and lay down. Her headache was worse than when she had woken up that morning.

“Yes, there is that possibility.”

“Well I don’t know what else to do to prove to you guys that I have had nothing to do with this.”

“Time seems to work itself out and answers come to light.”

She just shook her head and sat back in the seat. Time would tell, though she was starting to wonder how else she could convince them that she didn’t do it. The ride back to her house was quiet and even Kristy was out of things to say. It was clear to her then that she should use the right to not speak because nothing good was going to come out of it. They weren’t listening to her anyways.

He stopped in front of her house and looked over at her with a serious look. “Just make sure that you don’t leave the area Kristy. We might have some more questions for you.”

She nodded, but wished that he hadn’t said that. It made it all seem more real. Kristy didn’t have anywhere to go, but she liked the idea of being able to go somewhere if she wanted to. It was never a good feeling to know that the local cops were gunning for her.

Chapter 4

“What was with you and that girl at the bank?”

Zed shrugged and then smiled. His face was hurting from smiling so much. Back in his old clothes and feeling far more successful than he had in months, the five men were out drinking. Sammy was asking questions that he was asking himself at the same time. He had never been so drawn to someone in his life and though he was sure she had cringed when he touched her, it didn’t matter. There had been a moment, a look in her eyes that had given him hope that it wasn’t completely out of the question.

“I don’t know. I liked her though, she was feisty. Told me to stop thinking about getting it wet, or something like that. I about died. Can you imagine?”

Sammy couldn’t, but he could see the look in his friend’s eyes. It was not something he wasn’t used to seeing. Zed caring about a girl was not something he was used to at all. When one of the other men had made a comment about what they would like to do to her, Zed’s face had been clear about what would happen if anyone touched her.

“No I can’t see you with anyone for more than a night.”

“Me either Sammy, but I am telling you, there was something about that woman. Kristy. Even her name sounds good.”

Sammy didn’t know what to say and he just shrugged. He had a girlfriend that he cared for, but she didn’t make him look like that when he saw her. Something was going on, but he had learned to keep his mouth shut about some things.

“What do you think Sammy?’

He sighed and didn’t want to answer, but he had to. “I think she is out of your league my friend. You just want her because you know that you can’t have her.” It was the last thing he should have said. Zed didn’t like to think there was anything that he couldn’t have or take if he wanted it.

What his comment did was make him want to try harder. There was nothing that he couldn’t have if he really wanted it and as soon as Zed had seen her, he knew that she was the one for him. It was a feeling inside of him that he took for lust, not considering once that it could be something more.

“Besides Zed, you talked to her. You can’t have her recognizing you.”

Zed nodded, knowing what the man said was true, but he didn’t want to hear it. Anything beyond having her was nothing that he would accept. There was plenty of information on the teller because of the heist. They had gotten more than they thought possible and much of the gang was already talking about the next move. It made sense to leave, to get out of the area before any eyes were on them. He just wasn’t quite ready to leave yet.

“Yeah, but I am going to try. Let them know that if they want to go on towards Florida, I will be down in a few days.”

Sammy started to say something but stopped himself. It was clear that Zed had made up his mind and there was no talking him out of it. While he was tempted to go down where it was warm and drink a few beers, he had a feeling it was going to be better to stay close. “I will let them know. I have a few things to take care of up here myself.”

Zed smiled at his old friend. “You think I am going to get myself in trouble, don’t you?”

He didn’t answer, he didn’t have to. Sammy had known Zed since he was young. He was an old friend of the family and after the boy’s parents were incarcerated, Zed took him out to get him away from his aunt’s house. Zed had always looked up to Sammy and there was a responsibility in that bond with him and yes, he knew that Zed was going to get himself in trouble.

“I just have a few things to look into. I think you know that you shouldn’t be going for it. She was a mark and if she recognizes you, that’s the end of it. I know you have a way with the ladies, I will give that to you, but there is no way that whatever is between her legs is worth the chance. You can’t have them all Zed.”

It wasn’t what he wanted to hear and a reminder that it wasn’t just him that was in jeopardy. But Zed just wanted her once. He was sure that one time would be enough to end his craving for the buxom beauty. It wasn’t too much to ask.

“I want them all, just once.”

Sammy just shook his head. Zed wasn’t a boy anymore, but nothing had changed. He was still the same kid that wouldn’t take no for an answer. No matter how old he got, that wasn’t going to change. “You do what you have to.”

Zed watched him walk away and a bit of the elation that he had felt was waning and there was the reality of what had happened. They had just robbed a bank. The last thing he needed to do was stick around and get caught.

***

The man went back and forth with the idea of tracking her down. He knew where she lived and where she hung out with her friends, he had even gone by there a couple of times on his bike, but he hadn’t seen her. She hadn’t been out of the police station until late the day of and since then, he hadn’t seen her come out at all. After several days of that, he started to think that maybe she wasn’t there anymore, but at night the lights came on.

About a week into his observation, he finally saw her leaving with a friend that he had seen at the bank before. She worked there and both women were dressed up like they were going out for a night on the town. Zed sighed to himself. It had been what he been waiting for, her to be out somewhere where they could meet. He didn’t have time to change like Sammy had into something that he wasn’t. Zed wasn’t going to try and convince her that he was a nice guy. He wasn’t and it was too hard to pretend that he was.

He followed them to the bar that she had been seen at before. It was small, but large enough and full of enough people that she didn’t at first notice him. It was only after he had been there for a time, watching the two friends dance with other men, that he approached her with a shot of whiskey.

“I got you a drink.”