Salvaged

By M.S. L.R.

Kyle is still in Brownsville, TX and she has one last chance to figure out what happened to her assistant and friend, Phoebe. Not to mention she needed to find incriminating evidence showing the X’s were criminals and free Kaden from them once and for all. But the bikers were smart and they wouldn’t leave proof lying around., Ky has to dig for the information as time is running out. 
Meanwhile, Kaden is watching her from a distance to keep her safe but things soon get out of control in every way you could imagine. Is Kaden going to step in and save Ky? Will Ky be able to get what she needs to help Kaden? 
Will Kaden and Kyle be able to repair their relationship before it’s all over for good? 

This is the last book in the trilogy. More intense than ever and a lot of questions to answer. You can’t miss the end! 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Stefany Rattles
• Release date: Sep 30, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536575392

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NOTE TO READERS

Hey guys! So here’s the last book in the Disarmed trilogy. There’s no cliffhangers here!

So let’s get it on and finish the rest of this series but don’t read too fast or you may be left craving for more!

Thanks for being an awesome reader –

XOXO – Stef

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Salvaged

PROLOGUE

KADEN

I left.

I didn’t go after her after she left me in the lobby standing there looking stupidly after she put me in my place.

She was right.

There wasn’t anything in the whole damn world I wouldn’t do for that woman but I hurt her. She trusted me and even loved me and I betrayed her.

How could I be so fucking stupid?

Well, it was in my nature as the badass I was known to be around Texas, I was also known to not to be a relationship type of man for a reason.

They just didn’t work for me.

The one person who I could see myself being with for the rest of my life, was done with me. I knew Ky didn’t want to see me again.

Why would she?

I wouldn’t want to see me again if I were her either.

So I did the only thing I could do at that point.

I left.

Now I was hating myself for it so when Damian told me that Ky was sick, I had to go back.

Even if I had to really keep my distance this time and watch her to make sure she was OK.

She didn’t need to know I was there watching over her.

I would always be there no matter what.

CHAPTER 1

KYLE

I quit my job.

Well, technically I didn’t say I quit since I was the CEO of Simmons Manufacturing but I told them I was taking some personal time off and wasn’t going to be returning to the company any time soon.

Of course, since I wrote an email that went to the big guys, they weren’t thrilled with my decision but they couldn’t do anything about it.

As for Phoebe, they had a temp working for her since we left and was still there so they didn’t ask any questions about her, yet. Thank god for that.

I wouldn’t have known what to say otherwise.

It had been almost two weeks since Kaden had left and I’d been feeling sick for about one week.

It was an all-day thing too. I couldn’t seem to keep anything down and felt so tired all the time.

So when I went to the doctor, it had become a serious manner.

I had even been avoiding alcohol because I was afraid it’d make it worse. So when I was around Landon and his club, I’d pretend to drink and eat and try to act as normal as possible when I felt so shitty.

It was my day off.

A day off the fakeness. Landon said he had some meetings today he couldn’t miss and his club was closed so I took it as a day off him and everything else.

It was a much needed break from what had become my life.

I didn’t know how much longer I’d be there but I’d hoped I could make some more progress and find out what had happened to Phoebe and get some real bad people off the streets.

Yeah, I was a one person army so I didn’t really see all of that getting accomplished but if I could make any progress, it would be worth something.

I knew for sure it’d help the police. Ely, Kaden’s dad, would definitely be grateful for any information I could get.

Oh yeah, did I mention that I had contacted Kaden’s father?

Yep. I had to get in contact with the police and get someone’s attention and I knew it would have to be someone who knew something about the situation Kaden was in. So Ely was the obvious choice and he was more than willing to help.

He didn’t care that he was in San Antonio and we were in Brownsville, he still wanted to know what was going on and would help in any way he could.

So I let him know anything knew I would learn as I got closer to Landon and his club. There wasn’t a whole lot they discussed in front of me and for the most part they kept their conversations to normal topics.

It was the sneaking around and breaking into his office that was the hard part but also where I got the info I needed.

As I sat in the waiting room at some local family doctor’s office, I thought about what I was going to do next.

Landon and I had kind of had a few dates, I guess you could say.

It wasn’t anything serious but I knew he wanted me and I knew I was attracted to him in a way.

My body may have said yes at times but my heart and brain were screaming hell no.

So I was really careful. We flirted but it didn’t go beyond that and I made sure of it. I was glad that he was a gentleman and didn’t insist on anything more than friendship, at least not at the moment.

What worried me was the tattoo shop contract I would have to sign but couldn’t. I’d have to leave before that happened and there wasn’t much time left.

Miss Simmons? Are you ready? A nurse called from the doorway that led to their private rooms in the back of the clinic.

I nodded and stood up.

After she got my weight, took my temperature, and asked about a million questions, she left me alone with my thoughts to wait for the doctor.

.....

I felt like I could throw up again even though I hadn’t had much food in days. What the hell was wrong with me?

Was it this place? I asked myself as I wondered about the possibilities of getting the flu or some other kind of nasty virus that I wished would go away.

There was a knock and then the door opened.

Good morning Miss Simmons, I’m Doctor Robinson. He said as he shook my hand.

Thanks for seeing me Doctor Robinson.

He smiled, From what the nurse got, you have been vomiting off and on for days, correct?

I nodded.

Right, any diarrhea? He asked next, same question the nurse asked.

To which I shook my head and answered no.

He asked several of the same questions that the nurse had just asked and entered my answers into the computer.

At last he stopped asking questions and finished typing something.

So what do you think it is? I asked, anxious to know and to get some kind of antibiotic prescribed so I could finally feel normal again.

He smiled as he sighed, Well, I’m not certain yet but let me ask you this, when was the last time you were sexually active?

What?

I answered but my mind started racing.

Oh my god, what the hell did