Red Rock Rises; Sexy Romantic Suspense; Book 1: The Red Rock Series (The Red Rock Seies) Read Online Free

home.”
    “That’s not necessary. I have my car unless the Police Chief had it impounded for evidence of high crimes and misdemeanors.”
    “Uh, no, ma’am, he didn’t. Your car is in the lot and your keys are in that bag. But, ma’am, if you don’t mind me saying, you don’t look like you’re in any condition to drive.”
    Jesse could only imagine what she looked like. Her hair was hanging in a tangled mess around her shoulders. She knew her mascara had to be running down her face, evidence of the tears she couldn’t hold back. And her fucking $1,500 dress and $1,200 shoes were ruined! Striving for control, she turned on the solicitous officer who was regarding her with concern.
    “Let’s allow me to be the judge of that, Lieutenant Rockford. Now if you don’t mind , get the hell out of my way.”
    ~~~
    Dameon had seen Rocky’s stream of messages but hadn’t had time to listen to them. Hell, he was dealing with a panicked crowd and at least one dead gunman. He didn’t give a flying fuck how much trouble the redhead was giving his team. Let her stew for a while. He’d go down to the jail and see her when he was good and ready. They’d be having a different kind of conversation than they’d had earlier this evening—that was for damn sure. He gave a satisfied grunt. We’ll see how haughty she is now….
    Finally he had a break and answered the latest buzz. Rocky’s voice was taut.
    “Christ, Wolf. I’ve been trying to reach you for an hour. Obviously you haven’t been getting my messages—”
    “Uh, no, Charlie. I’ve been a little busy here. What’s the matter? She putting up a fight?”
    Charlie replied in a flat tone. “She’s not here.”
    “What the hell do you mean she’s not there? Goddammit. Did you book her like I told you too?”
    “Yeah, Wolf. I arrested her, and I booked her…. Wolf, check your phone, man. I sent you her sheet. I’m tellin’ you, bro. You need to see her sheet.”
    Dameon pulled up her sheet expecting to see a long list of arrests, everything from possession to dealing to prostitution. He both expected and dreaded seeing her record in black and white—after all, there was a thing or two he liked about Raoul’s moll. When the sheet came up a double sucker punch to his gut couldn’t have shocked him more. For several long moments he stared at the detailed sheet—speechless. Sucking in a deep breath, he blew it out and uttered the most appropriate response. “Fuck.”
    Charlie’s voice echoed in his com. “Yeah, Wolf, that’s an understatement. In case it’s hard to see it all on your phone, let me give you the highlights. You’re looking at Retired Major Jesse Elizabeth O’Donnell, highly decorated U. S. Army veteran who served in Afghanistan, Iraq, with a stint in Korea, Somalia… hell, you name it. And currently the owner of L.O.T.N. Protective Services Agency, whatever the hell that is….”
    “What the fuck ?” Dameon struggled to make sense of the information and the clanging alarms ringing in his ears. “I’ll be right down.”
    “Save it, Wolf. I told you. She’s gone.”
    “What do you mean she’s gone? Where? How?”
    “Yeah, well, Raoul and your lawyer friend, Eric Grant, bailed her out. Seems she’s got friends in high places. By the way, Wolf, I know this is a shock but I gotta tell you, she was really upset. Francesca said she was practically in tears during the search. She didn’t look good when she left. She insisted on driving herself home—”
    Dameon broke in. “Follow her. Make sure she gets home safe.”
    Charlie’s voice was strained. “Okay, Wolf. I’m on it. But, man, I don’t want to lay any more on you but Francesca also said she’s been hurt. She wouldn’t let Francesca help her.”
    Dameon grabbed a harsh breath and repeated his order.
    “Go after her. Make sure she’s okay. Keep me posted.”
    He clicked off the connection then took several minutes to digest the impressive background of one very