Abandon: The Unloveable Series Book One Read Online Free PDF Page B

possible reason could someone have to torture him?  Garret might have been a total fuck up but that was no reason for someone to blow his brains out.  Who destroyed the house and what were they looking for?  The sheriff mentioned an incident some months back. What was that about?  Yet the question causing the most conflict was why couldn’t he control his feelings toward his former sister in-law?  It was imperative that he get far away from the bewitching woman so he could think clearly.  He had every confidence he’d solve the mystery because he was brilliant when it came to figuring out how all the pieces fit together in a puzzle. That’s what made him so good at his job.
    “If you don’t hurry up, we’re going to be late to the funeral,” he barked as he pounded on the master bedroom door.
    To his surprise the door immediately popped opened.  Brooklyn stood a mere two feet in front of him with her head tilted back so she could make eye contact.  “I’m ready,” she whispered.
    Her body was hidden under a black, short sleeve, fitted dress.  Her glorious blonde hair was twisted in a tight bun at the nape of her neck.  Even though she hadn’t applied an ounce of makeup, her beauty stood out.  As he inspected her from head to toe, he couldn’t help noticing how her dress hugged her sensuous curves just a little too tightly for his liking.  “One would think the day a woman buries her husband, she could find a dress a little less provocative,” acid dripped from his words.
    Without missing a beat she bit back.  “One would think a thirty five year old man would understand his sister in-law hasn’t lost all of her baby weight yet so her clothes might be a smidgen snug.”  She stepped around him and walked away.
    Gage growled, turned on his heel, and marched out to his truck.  Why in the hell did having her stand up to him make her all the more desirable?  Hopefully the less time he spent near her would help keep his head clear and his hands off her.  For some agonizing reason the image of Brook’s succulent, delicate neck popped into his head.  It would feel so sensual to nibble…  Dammit!  There wasn’t time for erotic daydreams.  The most important mission was to hunt down Garret’s killers so he could get back to the business of protecting the scum of the earth and earning an incredible amount of money.  He didn’t belong in mainstream society.  He’d witnessed and committed too much evil in his life to be saved.  If he still even had a soul, it was surely as black as coal.
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    Once the short shower ended and the sun came out, the climate became miserably muggy.  Daniel and Marie brought the girls to the funeral with them and Brooklyn was relieved to have her babies with her.  Since the split with Garret, the only company she could tolerate for more than an hour or two was her three young daughters.  She no longer felt whole unless they were at her feet.  Thankfully, her in-laws purchased the adorable dresses the girls were wearing because heaven knows she didn’t have the money to buy anything except the bare necessities.  All three were dressed alike in navy blue, eyelet dresses with matching navy sandals.  Marie had even styled their hair with navy blue bows. 
    Ollie was more of a tomboy and usually didn’t want to wear a dress.  She was comfortable in shorts and t-shirts she wouldn’t get in trouble if she got dirty exploring the outdoors.  She always insisted Brooklyn pull her long strawberry blonde, slightly curly hair up in a high ponytail because she couldn’t be bothered with it sticking to her skin while she played with her Tonka trucks in the dirt.
    Makynlee was her sister’s exact opposite in every way.  She adored frilly clothes and accessories.  If she had her way, she’d be dressed in her Sunday best every day of the week.  Several times a day the stinker would drag a piece of furniture into her room so she could climb on top to reach the