Rebelonging (Unbelonging, Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

the commotion. The trunk was still thumping. Mobsters, my
ass.
    A second later, Shaggy jostled his way
between me and Wool Coat. "I'm telling ya," he said, "ten bucks
says it's mobsters."
    "You're on," I said. My gaze narrowed. "But I
wanna see the cash up front."
    Shaggy made a show of patting his pockets.
"I'm a little short," he said. "Take an I.O.U.?"
    "Hell no," I said.
    Wool Coat spoke up. "No sense in betting," he
said. "It's not mobsters. It's just a couple of frat boys."
    "Really?" I leaned around Shaggy. "How do you
know?"
    "The police have been talking to 'em ."
    "How?" I said.
    "Through the trunk."
    "If it's a frat thing," Shaggy said, "it's
gotta be Sig-Eps. Those dudes are totally whacked." He elbowed me
in the side. "Heh, whacked. Get it?" He chuckled at his own joke.
"See, maybe they are mobsters."
    "If anyone's whacked," I said, "it's
you."
    He beamed. "Thanks, Betty."
    "It wasn't a compliment." I leaned toward
Wool Coat. "Why don’t they just open the trunk and get it over
with?" I asked. "What are they waiting for?"
    Just then, a big tow-truck rumbled up behind
the police car, moving slowly to allow the crowd time to shift out
of the way.
    Wool Coat pointed to the truck. "They're
waiting for that, I guess."
    "Alright, people!" the shorter of the two
police officers yelled. "Everybody back!"
    Soon, a burly guy with a beard emerged from
the tow truck. He grabbed a tool box from the back and approached
the officers. And then, flanked by them, he approached the back of
the car and went to work.
    A few minutes later, the sedan's trunk flew
open. The crowd grew absolutely silent, waiting and watching. The
officers leaned in for a closer look.
    Between them, the tow truck driver scratched
his chin. His eyebrows furrowed. "Now, that's a first," he
said.
    Slowly, a couple of figures emerged from the
trunk – two half-naked men in ski masks.
    At first, no one made a sound. And then, a
woman behind me snickered. That's all it took. A second later, the
crowd burst into laughter as the two guys stumbled out onto the
pavement.
    Next to me, Shaggy was practically salivating
onto his phone. "Oh man," he said. "This is gonna be the best
payday ever."
    Aside from the masks, the guys wore only two
things – bling and their underwear.
    "Huh," Shaggy said. "You know what? I've got
underwear exactly like that."
    I glanced at the guys. One wore striped boxer
shorts. The other wore tiny black briefs that left very little to
the imagination. I gave Shaggy a sideways glance. "Uh, the
boxers?"
    Please be the boxers. Please be the
boxers.
    "Wouldn't you like to know?" he
said.
    I shook my head. "No. I'm pretty sure I know
way too much already."
    Unsteadily, the two guys crawled out of the
trunk. They looked beyond ridiculous, especially with all the
jewelry – thick gold necklaces, expensive looking wristwatches, and
giant rings that glittered on almost every finger.
    They'd worn the same kind of the night I'd
first met them. I'd been their waitress, unfortunately. They'd been
the customers from hell – drunk, rowdy, and obscene, just like
their dates, Brittney and Amber, the skanky duo.
    "Look at those rings," Shaggy said. "See,
they are mobsters." He turned to smirk at me. "Goes to show
what you know." He held out his hand, palm up. "I'll take my ten
bucks now."
    I glanced down at the hand. "Dream on," I
said.
    Besides, those guys weren't mobsters. They
were two player wannabees who had tried to kidnap the wrong
girl.
    Me.
    On instinct I backed up, trying to melt into
the crowd. As far as I could tell, neither guy had noticed me. And
for some reason, I definitely wanted to keep it that way.
    When the guy in the black briefs finished
climbing out of the trunk, he turned to face the crowd and yelled,
"What the hell are you looking at?"
    On the side opposite us, a heavyset woman
spoke up. "You tell us, Loverboy!"
    The crowd burst into fresh laughter.
    "Hey, Loverboy!" Shaggy hollered over the
distance. "Take off the mask, will ya!