Dirty Wrongs: Black Horsemen MC, #3

By Claire St. Rose

Dirty Wrongs is book 3 and the finale of the Black Horsemen MC trilogy!

I'LL TEACH HER TO KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT.

GLORIA
I heard something I wasn't supposed to hear.
I thought these dirty secrets would be my ticket out of this place.
But all they've gotten me is a one-way trip to a killer's bed.

VINNY
She tried to blackmail me.
Stupid little girl.

She's in far over her head.
If she doesn't do as I say…
I'll have no choice but to break her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Jan 7, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386261766

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Dirty Wrongs: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Black Horsemen MC Book 3)

By Claire St. Rose

I’LL TEACH HER TO KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT.

GLORIA

I heard something I wasn’t supposed to hear.

I thought these dirty secrets would be my ticket out of this place.

But all they’ve gotten me is a one-way trip to a killer’s bed.

VINNY

She tried to blackmail me.

Stupid little girl.

She’s in far over her head.

If she doesn’t do as I say...

I’ll have no choice but to break her.

CHAPTER ONE

M imosas! This is absolutely paradise! a woman with salt-and-pepper hair exclaimed loudly as a well-dressed waiter handed her an orange drink in a tall crystal glass.

Her companion was just about her age, equally gray in the hair, and looking longingly at the white sandy beaches from their spot on the patio’s white wicker lounge chairs. Yup, he said simply, we needed this. Fresh air, sea breeze—and none o’ the nonsense back home.

Especially after Matthew— Her voice trailed off as she turned directly toward her partner and whispered under her breath, —Matthew and his bank scam... Oh, Tom, I just can’t take the stress and the pressure of it anymore.

Just forget it, Emma, Tom replied testily. If Matthew wants to be a damned fool and steal from his workplace, we ain’t gonna stop him. He was an idiot as a kid, he’s an idiot as an adult, and he’ll probably die an idiot of an old man. Tom said this with an uncaring iciness towards Emma, too preoccupied with the frothy yellow beer in his hand to concern himself with details like her feelings.

But he’s our son, Tom, Emma insisted, Our son. If he gets caught, we are gonna watch him go to jail. Her voice rose frantically as realization over her family’s situation came back to her. No amount of freshly squeezed orange juice and bubbly champagne could distract her from the realities of her life as the mother of an unchecked criminal.

Listen, Tom said, turning on his side now to face her. This is our time away. Just let this go for one night and try to find some peace. We’ll deal with Matthew when we get back to Sterling.

As their bickering continued, Emma, distraught, stood and began pacing the paved brick patio as her husband continued to hide behind his thick black sunglasses. The sun beat down on them mercilessly, adding physical heat to their anger and confusion.

Gloria wanted to take pity them. Raising a child up for eighteen years to be a good man, a moral man, meant nothing when greed and money took hold of him. In Gloria’s former line of work, she had seen hundreds of good men go bad or grow corrupted over a plan they thought would never fail or a scheme that promised to make them rich. No mother’s love or a lover’s kindness could change them or steer them away—she was certain of that.

From her spot on the deck, just a few feet down from where the two were now screaming at one another, Gloria tried to suck in as many details as she could as she wrote in her black notebook. Client Name: Emma and Tom?. Location: Sterling, FL. Plot: Son Matthew stealing money from bank employer. Deal: _________.

She wanted nothing more than to fill in that last blank regarding their deal. But she was supposed to be out of the blackmail game. After years of being the queen of information, the woman with the know on everyone’s business, she had been forced into retirement after a motorcycle club her former bodyguard and lover was a member of began threatening her to provide information and keep their own secrets safe.

No one trusts the blackmailer, that’s for sure. Gloria couldn’t really understand it. Sure, she had information on the group. And, yes, she knew a bunch on their rival gang, the Devils. But what none of the Black Horsemen knew except for her man Vinny was that she was the one who killed the Devils top rider. She would keep that secret to the grave if she had to if it meant saving Vinny’s reputation and skin.

But now she may have bit into more than she chew. Just a couple weeks ago, Gloria managed to get out an urgent message to Vinny once again that he was in danger. After hearing from her partner, Jordan, that the Devils were actually hiding out a very wanted man named Junior in a restaurant and were planning to ambush Vinny and the leader of the club, Benni, while they staked out the quarry, Gloria acted fast. Just hours earlier, she had drove off into the sunset, vowing to never be a part of Vinny’s perilous life ever again.

But as his secret keeper, she sent him a warning and hopefully got him out of the quarry in time to find Jordan, end the war between the Devils and the Horsemen, and get on with his life without her. Part of her didn’t want to know what really went down. If he survived, it would kill her to know he had yet to contact her or reach out to her. If he had not made it or was mortally wounded, she couldn’t take the thought of not warning him sooner while she still had the chance.

And that’s why she could not blackmail the couple on their vacation. Blackmailing only led to pain and strife. It only chased her into dark corners of seedy bars and put all her hopes and dreams into envelopes sealed by drug dealers, adulterers, and robbers. Her actions had not only hurt her, but they had managed to kill others, as well.

The image of Calvin Senior flashed before her eyes—the father who, just like the couple attempting to soak in some sun away from their troubles, was one of Gloria’s blackmail victims. She had found out about his son’s double cross and, in the end, it led to him being tied up in the basement of his own home while two of the top Horsemen’s enforcers, including Vinny, beating the crap out of him. His wife probably got the worse of it. Totally innocent in all of it, Gloria had watched in horror from her hiding spot as one of the men dragged her by her hair down the stairs and into the basement to await her fate.

She never learned what had happened to her or her husband. The two could have died that night. From the beating she heard and saw Calvin take, it would not surprise her if the man couldn’t bounce back from those vicious injuries or the from the accumulating puddle of blood under his chair. On the other hand, they could have survived by Gloria’s quick thinking plan to warn Vinny that she had called the cops.

Gloria could not live with herself if she let this couple endure even an iota of what Calvin Senior and his wife had gone through. Even if Michael had not committed a crime against a dangerous motorcycle club, wasn’t seeing someone’s loved one being taken away or forced to flee painful enough?

Still, she wrote down their names in the nearly full notebook. Accumulating secrets was a habit she just