Saving Blu (Kings Reapers MC Book 4) by Nicola Jane (classic reads .TXT) 📕

I march over to her and she glances up right as I grip her by the arm and haul her to her feet. “Blu,” she hisses.

“You wanted to know,” I growl, “so let’s go.” I drag her back through the bar and this time, heads turn the other way. I shove her out the door and she stumbles, just catching herself in time.

“What the fuck,” she yells, spinning to face me. The rain is hammering down on us as I grip her again and march her towards my bike. The wool of her dress is soaked, so I shrug out of my leather jacket and shove it at her. She folds her arms stubbornly, so I roll my eyes and put it back on. If she wants to get wet, then let her.

When she refuses to get on the bike, I lift her at the waist and put her on it, climbing on in front of her. I notice she doesn’t bother to put her arms around my waist and instead holds onto the sissy bar at her back.

I stop the bike outside of Hannah and Alice’s home. The lights are on and I only hope that Alice doesn’t tell me to get lost when she sees me. I keep hold of Gia’s wrist and once Alice opens the door, I push her inside and follow her in. Alice looks between us, obviously confused.

“I need to look at that file again,” I say and Alice’s eyes widen.

“Are you shitting me, Azure? I can’t keep giving access to that. It’s an open case.”

“That we both know isn’t being investigated. This is Enzo’s daughter,” I say and Alice nods. Of course, she knows who Gianna is. “She wants to be a big girl and thinks she can handle all the gory details,” I snap and Alice smiles sympathetically at Gia, who has gone unusually quiet.

“Fine,” sighs Alice. She leads us through to the kitchen and opens her laptop. After a minute, she turns the laptop towards me and then leaves us alone.

“Where are we?” snaps Gia. “What are we doing here?”

“You want to know what the fuck happened to your dad, I’ll show you.” I turn the laptop to her and photos of Enzo appear on the screen. Before she can get a close look, I tug her hard against me. “Are you sure you’re ready for this, princess, because it isn’t pretty.”

“For the last time,” she hisses, yanking her hand free. “I am not a fuckin’ princess. I can handle it.”

I release her and watch as she takes in the pictures of her dad. “He suffered,” she whispers. “He was found tied up, beaten—what cowards would do that?” she asks.

“We’ll get whoever did it,” I say firmly because I know we will. Vinn won’t let this go. He wants revenge and I don’t blame him. She pushes the laptop away and braces her hands on the counter, her head hanging. “I want to go,” she whispers.

I send a text off to Vinn telling him that I found Gia. He already gave me permission to tell her about Enzo. He replies asking me if she’s okay and I tell him I’m keeping her with me for a while. A walk might clear her head.

The rain’s slowed to a drizzle, so I grab her hand and lead her towards the river. I offer her my jacket again and this time she takes it. It buries her, but she looks hot in it and I feel a sense of pride that she’s wearing my kutte.

“What if something happens to Vinn?” she asks.

“It won’t,” I assure her. “Vinn’s security is good. Your dad had dropped some men because he wasn’t fronting the firm like before. He thought he was safe even though Vinn had advised against it.”

“So why would someone want to hurt him when Vinn’s doing most of the deals these days?”

I shrug. We’ve all asked the same question and we all come back to the same answer, this has Ricardo and Cobra written all over it. Maybe they wanted to weaken Vinn’s defences. I can’t tell Gia that so I lie. “He would have made enemies over the years. Some people never forget.”

We stop by a wall overlooking the dark, murky water below. Gia rests her head against her arms on the wall. “Thank you for showing me. I had to see it.”

“Why? It doesn’t help anything to see that shit,” I mutter.

“Because he was my Dad and I needed to know. I’m so fucking tired of being treated like a china doll. I am not going to break. I had to see those pictures and know exactly what they did to him, so that when we find them, I can look them in the eye right before they die and feel satisfied that they’re going to Hell.” She spits the words full of venom.

“Vinn’ll never let you look them in the eye, Gia. You won’t get within a mile of the bastards that did that to Enzo, not on their day of reckoning.”

She glares at me. “I’m stepping up. I won’t sit back and let Vinn shut me out anymore.”

“He doesn’t do that to upset you, darlin’. He wants to shelter you from the shit he deals with,” I explain.

“What’s going on with Ricardo?” she asks and I know that Vinn’ll never agree to me telling her any of that, so I shrug. I hate lying to her, but she’s not gonna let it go. “Sorry for cuffing you to the bed,” she mutters, smirking.

“I’ll get you back,” I say, grinning. “When you least expect it.”

“Why did that woman call you Azure?” she asks, staring out across the river. “It’s Italian.”

“Because that’s my name,” I say. She continues to stare out over the river. “I grew up in Italy. Left when I was in my late teens.”

“Why?” she asks.

“My mum died.”

Gia glances at me. “How?”

“I have a place, just over there,” I say, nodding further down the river. “An apartment that