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Authors: Lauren Landish
Tags: Suspense, Romance, Contemporary, Military, romantic suspense, New Adult & College, Mystery & Suspense
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rename herself the Ice Queen once she was married — she was bold, daring, and yes, more than willing to flaunt her looks, despite her protestations to the contrary.
Andrea completed her check and pointed. "Looks like the Eighty-Eights are active tonight. Want to check it out?"
I nodded. "Why not? It's been a while since I last played with those guys.”
As we made our way towards the Circle K that was still the most noticeable hangout in Eighty-Eight territory, I thought again how ironic it was that the Eighty-Eights were still around. Patrick had targeted them first, and of the gangs in Filmore, they were the ones he hated the most. However, while the Latin Kings and Gangster Disciples had faded away, absorbed into the gangs that had replaced them, the Eighty-Eights maintained their presence. If anything, as MJT's policies took hold, a bit of gentrification had come over the neighborhood. Filmore Heights became more racially balanced, with it being nearly equal parts white, black and Hispanic, and the Eighty-Eights had increased their membership.
We didn't land on the roof of the Circle K, it was too far of a jump down, we'd have left footprints in the roof. Instead, we stopped on the auto parts store across the street, which had replaced a tenement that’d been torn down years earlier. We set up our sensors and waited. "Hey Mom."
"Yes Riley?" Mom said in my ear. We'd been checking in every ten minutes like we were supposed to, letting her focus on helping Carter. He was by himself, we could back each other up.
"Andi and I have our sensors out, going to see what's up. How's Carter looking?"
"According to him, it's quiet as can be. What do you say, Carter?"
I could hear Carter chuckle, and a quick scuffle of movement. "No problems here. There's a series of warehouses that I want to check out, but so far everything looks nice and clean. What about you guys?"
"We're going to see what the Eighty-Eights are up to," Andi said. "I saw some movement in their territory, thought they could use a little visit."
"Stay safe. And remember, three days."
I rolled my eyes. "Mom, they're getting lovey-dovey again."
I could see a smirk on Andi's face, and even Mom chuckled. "Okay, you two go ahead. We'll be here if you need us."
I tapped my comm unit, and looked over at Andi, who had a curious look on her face. "What?"
"Do you really mind it when Carter and I are affectionate?" she asked suddenly. "You know you are important to me too."
I laughed quietly and came over, taking Andrea's hand. “Of course not, I just like poking fun at you. The fact is, looking back, I knew you two were perfect for each other long before you acknowledged it. I think everyone did. It took Alex Young to bring it to light though."
Andi groaned. "Alex Young. Now there's a name I never wanted to hear for the rest of my life...."
Chapter Eight
Two Years Earlier
Andrea
I grinned as the fans roared around me. Sure, it was the last home game ever for the Spartans before they moved, but it hadn't been their choice. The league's realignment policy meant that teams had to be distributed not only in their divisions but in their television markets as well. With our area of the country having too many teams, the Spartans had drawn the short end of the stick, and were being forced to relocate to Las Vegas of all places. The owners hadn't liked it, and had in fact tried to block the move, but in the end, they lost. The owners had at least gotten one win, this was the last game for the Spartans as a team name ever. Starting next year, they were going to become the Las Vegas Centurions.
"And now, your starting defense...." the public address announcer said, and the fans roared louder. The Spartans had missed the playoffs by one game, and it wasn't the defense's fault. The offense had been devastated by injuries, with the Spartans today starting a guy at quarterback whose last start was for Division III Wisconsin-Oshkosh, seven years ago.
"At defensive end,
Andrea completed her check and pointed. "Looks like the Eighty-Eights are active tonight. Want to check it out?"
I nodded. "Why not? It's been a while since I last played with those guys.”
As we made our way towards the Circle K that was still the most noticeable hangout in Eighty-Eight territory, I thought again how ironic it was that the Eighty-Eights were still around. Patrick had targeted them first, and of the gangs in Filmore, they were the ones he hated the most. However, while the Latin Kings and Gangster Disciples had faded away, absorbed into the gangs that had replaced them, the Eighty-Eights maintained their presence. If anything, as MJT's policies took hold, a bit of gentrification had come over the neighborhood. Filmore Heights became more racially balanced, with it being nearly equal parts white, black and Hispanic, and the Eighty-Eights had increased their membership.
We didn't land on the roof of the Circle K, it was too far of a jump down, we'd have left footprints in the roof. Instead, we stopped on the auto parts store across the street, which had replaced a tenement that’d been torn down years earlier. We set up our sensors and waited. "Hey Mom."
"Yes Riley?" Mom said in my ear. We'd been checking in every ten minutes like we were supposed to, letting her focus on helping Carter. He was by himself, we could back each other up.
"Andi and I have our sensors out, going to see what's up. How's Carter looking?"
"According to him, it's quiet as can be. What do you say, Carter?"
I could hear Carter chuckle, and a quick scuffle of movement. "No problems here. There's a series of warehouses that I want to check out, but so far everything looks nice and clean. What about you guys?"
"We're going to see what the Eighty-Eights are up to," Andi said. "I saw some movement in their territory, thought they could use a little visit."
"Stay safe. And remember, three days."
I rolled my eyes. "Mom, they're getting lovey-dovey again."
I could see a smirk on Andi's face, and even Mom chuckled. "Okay, you two go ahead. We'll be here if you need us."
I tapped my comm unit, and looked over at Andi, who had a curious look on her face. "What?"
"Do you really mind it when Carter and I are affectionate?" she asked suddenly. "You know you are important to me too."
I laughed quietly and came over, taking Andrea's hand. “Of course not, I just like poking fun at you. The fact is, looking back, I knew you two were perfect for each other long before you acknowledged it. I think everyone did. It took Alex Young to bring it to light though."
Andi groaned. "Alex Young. Now there's a name I never wanted to hear for the rest of my life...."
Chapter Eight
Two Years Earlier
Andrea
I grinned as the fans roared around me. Sure, it was the last home game ever for the Spartans before they moved, but it hadn't been their choice. The league's realignment policy meant that teams had to be distributed not only in their divisions but in their television markets as well. With our area of the country having too many teams, the Spartans had drawn the short end of the stick, and were being forced to relocate to Las Vegas of all places. The owners hadn't liked it, and had in fact tried to block the move, but in the end, they lost. The owners had at least gotten one win, this was the last game for the Spartans as a team name ever. Starting next year, they were going to become the Las Vegas Centurions.
"And now, your starting defense...." the public address announcer said, and the fans roared louder. The Spartans had missed the playoffs by one game, and it wasn't the defense's fault. The offense had been devastated by injuries, with the Spartans today starting a guy at quarterback whose last start was for Division III Wisconsin-Oshkosh, seven years ago.
"At defensive end,
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