The Fast Lane (TWO HARTS #2) by Sharon M. Peterson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Friday, three weeks, two days before
the wedding
Two Harts, Texas
“I want her arrested.” Peter Stone glowered down at me where I sat propped
against the best tree in the entire world, a heavy silver chain wrapped
around both of us several times. While this may have been a spur-of-themoment decision, I liked to be prepared for any situation.
One should always have heavy chain laying around for such things. It
also works well for chaining one’s neighbor’s lawnmower parts to various
immovable objects after one has disassembled said lawnmower because the
neighbor wouldn’t stop using it at six in the morning when one’s sick
grandmother was trying to sleep.
Hypothetically speaking, of course.
I narrowed my eyes and jutted my chin in the air. My father called me
Ali the Mule when I wore this expression because it meant I planned to dig
my feet in. He was not wrong.
Peter, the mayor of Two Harts, and all-around jackass, brought this side
out in me and I’d made it my life’s mission to annoy the crap out of him
whenever the chance arose.
“I’d rather not arrest her,” said the man next to Peter. Mario Alvarez was
the county sheriff; he was also my dad’s best friend and my brother’s boss.
“I’m doing nothing wrong. It is my constitutional right to peacefully
protest.”
The chains rattled as I tucked a piece of flyaway hair behind my ear. I
hadn’t exactly had time to dress for the occasion. Whatever I was supposed
to wear to a protest, it probably wasn’t green basketball shorts I’d stolen
from my brother Frankie a million years ago, hot-pink running shoes, and
an oversized Spock for President t-shirt. My hair was still in the exact same
state as when I lifted it off the pillow this morning. It was possible I’d slept
in these clothes.
Peter yanked a hand through his floppy, dark-blond hair. “How did you
know?”
“Know what?” I blinked at him in what I hoped signaled innocence.
I was totally not innocent. His assistant was Maria Connell, my cousin
Patrick’s ex-wife, and although she hated Patrick with the passion of a
thousand fiery lakes, she still liked me. Probably because I made sure to
keep her well-stocked with homemade baked goods. In return, she made
sure to feed me bits of information now and then. Like Peter’s 11 a.m.
meeting with land developers to discuss selling this park to fund the stupid
expensive high school stadium he was obsessed with.
With a growl, Peter glanced at his phone. His face turned a satisfying
shade of greenish-white. “They’ll be here in ten minutes. What the hell am I
going to do?” He stabbed a finger in Mario’s face. “Get her out of here
now.”
Mario hooked his thumbs into his belt loops and tracked Peter with
narrowed eyes as he stomped toward the parking lot and disappeared. Then
with a sigh that could be heard in the next county, he crouched beside me.
“Alicia.”
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