Through The Weeds (Nightshade MC Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

off, swallowed hard when Buster turned his head towards him. “Shit, I didn't mean anything, I was just...”
    “Shut it while you're ahead kid. Trust me.” Ace chuckled. “I've got to say, I never thought I'd see the day when you had such a thing for a chick, Buster. Especially one that you haven't even slept with yet.”
    “You think it's funny?” Buster looked over at Ace.
    “Pretty much, yeah.” The man grinned.
    “Interesting that you find it funny, considering your current situation,” Buster pointed out. “Last time I checked, you weren't sleeping with Jillian but she's got you wrapped around her finger. Now if you could just convince her she wants to be wrapped around yours.”
    “Fuck you,” Ace replied. His easygoing smile remained in place but no longer reached his eyes.
    “I rest my case.” Buster leaned back against the wall. “She working today?”
    “How would I know?” Ace huffed.
    “Hey. Isn't that Monroe?” Rock motioned towards the street where a truck had parked. “Haven't seen him around much lately. You think he's a problem?”
    “He's not a problem.” Buster had given plenty of thought to the former police detective, who was now working security at a strip club near the casinos. He was a different man than he had been before, a colder man, no one could fault him for that. “Let's see what he has to say.”
    Monroe didn't waste time when he approached. “They should be released within the hour. There's nothing to connect them to Wayne or the drugs that led to his death. Anyway, unless Harris finds something directly to Nightshade, she's been ordered to stay away from you. The powers that be are not happy with her.”
    “How do you know all of this?” Buster asked.
    “Turns out that no one is happy with her. She's got no friends here, but for some reason she's not getting booted out the fucking door.” There was a bitterness to Monroe's voice. Of course he would be bitter. He had been a good detective, worked hard at his job, and he'd been let go without hesitation while Harris was given another chance. “So fuck her.”
     
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    It took Harris more than a few hours to release them; it was after ten o'clock when she finally did. Everyone was in a shit mood, so Buster made a judgment call, instead of having them go back to the bar, he told everyone to follow him . The ride to Gino's was pretty short and the place was still open. “We're going to eat and have a few beers. I think we all need it.” They'd be able to talk somewhat freely inside. There was a back room, mostly used for parties, which was pretty private. Buster figured they needed the down time of eating pizza and drinking more than they needed to rehash the day.
    The owner wasn't inside, but much to everyone's surprise, Jillian was behind the counter. She finished with the people in front of them, looked up and her smile faded a bit. “Hey. You want a couple of tables?”
    “We want the back room and a few pitchers of beer,” Train told her. “And since when do you work here? Where's Ella?”
    “You mean Emma? She got fired for skimming from the till right before they hired me,” Jillian replied. “I'll have someone get the back room ready and send back the beer. Just give me a couple of minutes.”
    She hurried away and Buster couldn't blame her. Ace was glaring at her. He didn't know why. He didn't need to know. He just hoped it wasn't going to become a Nightshade problem. The way that Edge was staring at Ace made it obvious he wasn't happy.
    Buster looked around the restaurant and was surprised when he caught sight of Caroline. She was at a table for one with a glass of wine in her hand. Her attention was focused on her phone; she hadn't noticed him yet.
    She looked up just before he reached the table. “Hey.”
    “Hey yourself,” he replied. “I didn't expect to see you here tonight.”
    “Well, I did have a date, but he canceled, so I had to feed myself. I had a taste for Italian.” She