Sticks & Stones (CUT & RUN #2) by Abigail Roux EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors:Abigail Roux
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“This has got to be a fire hazard,” Ty Grady complained in a strained
voice as they inched the heavy pool table across the scarred wooden floor,
his broad shoulder pressed to the side of the table as they struggled.
Zane Garrett grunted as he pushed the table with his ass braced against
the end. “Would you stop with the fire hazards?” he asked in annoyance.
“This wasn’t really what I had in mind when I said we should take some
time off, do something for ourselves,” he grumbled.
“You turned down my black market orchids,” Ty reminded. He
looked up to see that they’d pushed the table far enough, and stopped
with an irritated huff. He turned and grabbed a nearby stool, sat it on the
pool table, and climbed up on top of it, cursing as the stool wobbled
beneath him. He pushed the access panel in the ceiling experimentally. It
didn’t budge. He banged it with the heel of his hand. It rattled but didn’t
pop free.
“The one thing in this place that’s built solid,” he muttered as he
looked around for something to use. There was nothing. There wasn’t
anything but the pool table and a pub table with two stools in the deserted
pool hall. It didn’t even have pool cues!
He grumbled under his breath and punched the access panel, causing
it to crack down the middle. With his movement the stool wobbled
dangerously beneath his feet, and he threw his hands out to the sides to
catch his balance. The stool stopped rocking almost as suddenly as it
started, and as Ty glanced down, he saw Zane had grabbed it with both
hands to hold it steady.
“Careful there, Twinkletoes,” Zane said with a half smile.
“Thank you,” Ty said to him as he shook his hand. “About time
you did something useful. Watch your head,” he warned as he shoved at the
pieces of the panel, which fell to the pool table below him with a muted
clatter. He looked back down at Zane. “Come up here so I can stand on your
head,” he said with a slight smile.
Zane snorted as he hefted himself up onto the table next to the stool.
“You just want me for my body,” he said as he stood up, his shoulders even
with Ty’s waist.
Ty petted him on the head with one gloved hand, then reached through
the nearly foot-thick ceiling, placed his gun on the roof of the building,
and gripped the edges to lever himself up. He growled in annoyance as he
hung there, almost stuck in the opening due to the bulky body armor
hindering his progress.
He managed to pull himself through, grunting as he
scratched and clawed his way through the opening and crawled out to
flatten out on the roof. He yanked the protective helmet from his head and
tossed it away, breathing in the crisp air in relief.
He stuck his head back over the edge and hung his arm down, offering
Zane a hand up with a hint of dread. He never knew lately whether Zane
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