Reaper's Salvation: A Last Riders Trilogy by Jamie Begley (read a book TXT) 📗

make sure to keep you informed. Go home and get some rest. I’ll be sending some brothers to guard your place. If Allerton now knows Ginny is alive and he gets nothing out of her, he might want to use you as a bargaining chip. I want to make sure that isn’t going to happen.”

Dalton shook his head. “Save your men. I’ll make sure she’s protected.” The movie star, who was famous for his good looks, exuded a dangerous aura that couldn’t be mistaken. Dalton could and would take care of his own. “Besides, Ice and Jackal are on my plane now, so they should be here in the next hour.”

Viper nodded. “That’s one worry off my mind, then.”

Viper started walking to where Shade and Rider were standing but stopped when T.A. called out to him. “Viper? If you are able to get a message to Evangeline, could you tell her something else for me?”

“Yes.”

“Tell her I’m going to—” T.A. broke off, unable to go on.

Sex Piston didn’t have the same problem. “Tell her we’re waiting to welcome her ass home.”

Chapter Six

Once they were in the air, Reaper tore Ginny’s present open to uncover a small, black velvet box. Flipping the box open, he saw a pair of black pearls. He swallowed hard before opening the envelope.

To replace the one I stole. This will suit you much better. You can use the other as a spare if you lose one. I found these when I lived in Clindale. T.A. saved them for me. I meant to make charms out of them, but I decided I wanted to give you a piece of me so you wouldn’t forget about me and how much I love you. They are found in the deepest part of the ocean, yet they could never reach the depths of the love I have for you.

Love,

Evangeline

Opening the box again, Reaper took out one of the earrings, putting it through the empty hole she’d left after taking his earring. He took the other black pearl and replaced it with another earring. Setting the empty box and card aside, he started reading the information that Knox had put together for him in the short timespan he’d given him.

Sorting through the paperwork inside the thick envelope, he found the marriage certificate, his passport, and his inoculation records. Knox had made sure to include any paperwork that could possibly keep him out of the country he was headed toward. He silently thanked Shade for suggesting he keep his medical records updated in case they had discovered Slate hiding in another country.

Sorting through the remaining papers, he saw that Knox had listed several of Allerton’s assets, as well as his known associates. Reaper read through the list before moving on to read the charities associated with his foundation. Giving an internal whistle at the names on the list, Reaper moved on to the overview of Allerton’s personal life. He was single and had been linked with a variety, high-profile women. The woman he was currently dating was a high-powered lawyer from D.C.

Taking out the marriage certificate, passport, and his health records, he placed them in the side pocket of the duffel bag Viper had given him. Replacing the rest of the papers in the envelope, he placed it in the storage box next to Train, as well as the empty jewelry box and letter Ginny had written him.

Queuing his mic, Reaper asked Train, “How much longer?”

“Twenty minutes.”

Reaper stared out the bubble of the windshield, his gut clenching at the thought of Ginny being gone before he arrived, and the FBI preventing him from seeing her, much less allowing him to go with her. So many scenarios were in play; each with their own measure of him not achieving his goal.

He grit his teeth when Train hit an air pocket, sending Train expertly fighting for control of the helicopter.

“Hang on.” Reaper heard Train’s voice come in and out of the headset.

Reaper tightened his harness. They were risking their lives to fly through the turbulent winds that Silas and Fynn created. Just a few weeks ago, death would have been a welcome relief from the mental anguish he had been suffering through. Ironically, he had never wanted to live more than he did now. He had fences to repair—the first and one of the most important was Ginny.

The image of her standing on the front porch consumed his thoughts. The hopeful expression on her face that turned sad when he had walked back up the porch steps was now more understandable. He thought she was too embarrassed to tell Silas she would be sharing his bed. In hindsight, she had been waiting for him to tell her about Taylor. She’d been testing his feelings for her, and he had failed. Miserably.

Static sounded in his ear. “Five minutes away.”

The helicopter bounced again. Reaper heard Train’s litany of curses, then suddenly felt the jarring movements stop, and the chopper flew smoothly. Five minutes later they were landing on a helipad.

Unfastening his harness, Reaper grabbed his bag and was already taking off at a run toward the small airport while the blades overhead still whirled.

Reaper felt a rush of wind pass him, crazily thinking it was Silas somehow urging him on. He had to blink twice before he realized it was Train running past him in order to hold open the door with his foot; it reminded Reaper of the friendship they had once shared.

“Getting slow, old man.” Train laughed, running next to him after they ran through the door.

Reaper stopped, and not because of the joke, but because he didn’t know where in the fuck to go. A hard hit to his shoulder had Reaper looking to where Train was pointing to the side of the concourse, five feet away.

Reaper saw three men in suits and Hammer waiting for Ginny as she came out of the women’s restroom.

Reaper took a deep of breath of oxygen, then released it in an explosion