Meant To Be - Heaven Hill Series #1

Chapter Ten

Adrenaline coursed through Tyler as he took the Kentucky roads he loved at much higher speeds than was legal. This was it, why he loved to ride his bike. The feeling of the wind against his face, the sound of it rushing by his ears and running through his hair. The freedom of no one telling him where to go or what to do. Listening to common sense, he slowed down to take the turn that would lead him to Denise's neighborhood. The club had just successfully let the Vojnik steal their drug shipment. It had gone off without a hitch. It was time to let Meredith know what had taken place.

As he approached her duplex, he became breathless. The woman really was beautiful, but she was everything he'd always said he never wanted. Pulling into her driveway, he shut off his bike and swaggered up to the front door. Her car was in the drive, so he knew she was home. Before he could knock, she threw the door open.

"What the fuck is the matter with you?" she hissed, grabbing his cut and hauling him inside.

"Hey." he yelled sharply. "You don't touch that."

Quickly she dropped her hands. "Sorry, but again what the fuck is the matter with you? How dare you park in my driveway and walk up like you own the damn place?"

Irritated, he scowled. "Look Princess, I came by to let you know that we did a job on the Vojnik tonight. Since you're the one who squealed on them like a damn pig, I figured I'd warn you. What you do with that warning is up to you, but I thought you should know."

She opened her mouth to speak and then shut it abruptly. Had he actually just done something nice for her?

"Are you expecting a thank you or something?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest.

"You know what? Forget it. I have a feeling they leaked that information to you to see if you'd tell us, and guess what....you did. When they realize that, you're gonna be in a lot more trouble than you know what do with. Take the information and do with it what you will, but don't come crying to me when this all backfires."

He turned and walked out without another word. For the first time since she'd started these investigations, she felt uneasy. Was that really what the Vojnik had planned? Had she really just put herself in a hole she'd never be able to dig herself out of?

"Motherfucker." Liam muttered as he spotted the blue lights behind him.

Wanting to do anything to avoid jail time at this point, he politely pulled over and dug his license and registration out of his saddlebags. As the sheriff came around the side of the bike, he spotted the face in his side view mirror and grinned. This was an old friend, but he could just as easily be an enemy.

"Rooster, how ya doin'?" he asked, grinning up at the redheaded sheriff's deputy.

"Not too bad," he answered. It didn't escape Liam's notice that he casually rested his hand on the butt of his gun.

"By the way you're standin' I'll take it this ain't a social call."

"You would be correct in that assumption and don't be callin' me Rooster. You of all people know my name is Officer Hancock. We had some reports of loud motorcycles and shots fired out near the old Garvin Lane Bridge. You know anything about that?"

"Can't say that I do. Can you place me or my boys there?"

Officer Hancock smirked. "C'mon Walker, we're old friends."

"That's right Rooster, we are. We ran these roads when we were teenagers, but we're not on the same side now are we?"

"Your choice. You could have come my way, and we both know it," Rooster accused, looking down at his one-time friend.