Read Online Unbridled and Untethered [The Double Rider Men's Club 10] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James - Free Book Online

have let Luke think it was Zeke’s boss who’d initially called him.
    He turned immediately to face him. “Then who was it?”
    Clay allowed his expression to go blank for a moment. Should he tell Luke about Emma Rae? Zeke had barely seen her once and been infatuated. Eventually Luke would find out. Plus, he couldn’t think of a good reason not to reveal it was Em. He finally said, “ Her name is Emma Rae.”
    Luke’s eyes narrowed. “So this Emma Rae, she’s your friend?”
    Clay nodded. He must have been giving off reluctant vibes, because then Luke got very inquisitive.
    “How do you know her? Was she recently at your communication lair?”
    “Maybe.”
    Luke continued his hard-hitting questions. “Is this by any chance the girl Zeke fell in love with when he saw her at your security building a few days ago?”
    He shoots, he scores. Shit.
    Clay turned away and said, “No comment.”
    “Which means yes.”
    “No comment,” Clay practically growled. He hated to be in the middle of secretive romantic emotional crap like this. He sided with Em, if she didn’t want a relationship. He sided with Luke and Zeke because they’d been friends so long with the DRMC. He refused to come in the middle of this issue.
    Luke put a hand on Clay’s shoulder. His expression was sincere. “Just tell her thank you for me, okay? Normally, I might not have found out until he didn’t show up at home tonight.”
    He nodded. “I’ll tell her if I happen to see her.” Clay didn’t even know if he’d see her. He expected her to come to the hospital but knew she had to answer questions for the police, too. He overheard on the initial news reports that the bank patrons and witnesses of the bank robbery had been taken to the hospital and then to the local police station to give statements.
    Just then Clay’s phone buzzed. He checked the screen. It was Em’s private cell number. “Speak of the devil,” he said to himself.
    “Hey, hotshot. Are you okay?”
    “No, actually. I may be in a bit of trouble. I was hoping you might help me with something.”
    Why on earth would she be in trouble? “Whatever you need, Em. Just say the word.”
    “Do you happen to know a good lawyer? One that could come to me right now at the police station?”
    Clay blinked in surprise. “What do you need a lawyer for?” Beside him Luke turned and started paying close attention to the conversation.
    “Well.” She paused and released a nervous laugh. “I fired a gun from inside a bank vault four times. Apparently, they frown on that.”
    “You did that because you were shooting at a bank robber who was trying to kill Zeke and probably you next.”
    “Yes. That’s true. However…” She paused again, as if she didn’t want to tell him a well-hidden secret. He scanned his memory of her past before the likely incident occurred to him.
    It was a secret that Clay already knew, but that occasion shouldn’t matter here. Her quiet voice came through the line. “There was an incident from a couple of years ago where I discharged a weapon at someone in self-defense. Guess I only get one self-defense free shot before they think it’s a pattern or something.”
    “Don’t talk to anyone else. Don’t answer any more questions.” Clay closed his eyes. “I’ll send a man by the name of Zachary Barrett to you within the hour. Don’t worry, Em. He’s the best lawyer I know.”
    “Thanks, Clay. I owe you.”
    Luke had been listening intently to his side of the conversation. “What the hell is going on?”
    “Foolishness. I’ve got to go find Zachary and help my friend Em.”
    “Anything I can do?”
    “I’ll let you know. Keep me apprised of Zeke’s status.”
    “Of course.”
    Clay, phone in hand, thumb dialed Zachary as he headed to his vehicle. Once he answered, Clay gave him a quick rundown of what little he knew of Em’s current situation
    Zachary was in good humor when he commented on Clay’s needing him for legal reasons. “Do