Free Jase (Kings of Korruption MC Book 3) by Geri Glenn Page A

flare and I can feel the heat of
my rage right to the tips of my ears.
    “ Do you have someone to prove that?”
    I don’t
hesitate. “School records? My best friend has been with me through
it all, so she can testify to all of it.”
    “ Good. Now, the last thing that was brought up is that you are
heavily involved with a well known organized crime
ring.”
    My mouth drops
to the floor. “What? I’m a nurse. I take care of dying people.”
    “ According to Paul, your son contacted him yesterday, scared
because you were affiliated with the Kings of Korruption motorcycle
club. Is this true?”
    I can’t
breathe. Bryce had called Paul about Jase? Was Bryce scared of
Jase? And an organized crime ring? I know the Kings have a
reputation, but is that what they are? “I have a friend I work with
who’s married to one of their members. I know some of the guys
because their friend was in my care, but I don’t know anything
about organized crime. They’re just a bunch of guys that ride
motorcycles as far as I’m concerned.”
    Stella’s lips
press into a thin, harsh line. “I’m afraid the judge doesn’t see it
that way. The Kings are known for their illegal activity, and if
you’re affiliated with them in any way, you make Paul’s case much
stronger.”
    Bile begins to
rise up my throat. I listen to the rest of Stella’s rundown,
desperately trying to understand everything she says, but all I can
think of is that even being friends with Jase could cost me my son.
I haven’t even left the courthouse yet when I send him a text to
cancel our date.
    Me: I’m sorry,
Jase, but no date tomorrow. And no more rides home. I need to focus
on my kid.

CHAPTER TEN
     
    Jase
    I t’s eleven
o’clock the next day when I pull up in front of Ellen’s house. I’d
gotten her sorry excuse for cancelling our date, and it seems like
her and I need to have a little chat about that. We’d made plans,
and I have every intention to follow through on them.
    Walking up the
steps to her house, I realize just how quiet her neighborhood is.
The perfect neighborhood for a family. It’s certainly not the type
of place I’ve ever spent any amount of time in—I’d never lived in a
house before in my life. My dad and I had a shitty apartment once,
but for the most part, we lived at the clubhouse. It made it easier
for my dad to do club shit and get laid.
    I raise my
fist and knock on the door. Hearing her footsteps coming closer
from inside, I prepare myself for an argument. If there’s one thing
I’ve learned about Ellen in the last couple of weeks, it’s that
she’s consistent. She’s into me, I know she is, but she won’t let
herself admit it.
    The door
swings open and Ellen quickly grabs my arm, yanking me inside. I’d
expected her to throw a fit while I was still outside, so already,
I feel like I’ve won.
    “ What are you doing here?” she hisses. “Didn’t you get my
text?”
    I cross my
arms and stare at her. “I got it. I just didn’t like it.”
    “ Well too bad!” she cries. “Whether you liked it or not, I
meant it. No dates, no rides, no nothing—God! Why are you so
fucking stubborn?”
    Dropping my
arms to my sides, I take three steps towards her, crowding her
personal space so she has no other choice but to look at me. “Take
a look in the mirror, El, ‘cause you give me a run for my money in
that department, and watch your tone. I don’t disrespect you, and I
expect the same courtesy.”
    Throwing
her arms up in the air, she lets out an angry growl. “You don’t get
it. Look, I need you to go, right now. Hop on your motorcycle and
just leave .”
    “ What am I not understanding here?” I don’t get why she’s so
angry, but I don’t like the way she’s talking to me. “I thought we
were supposed to go for a fuckin’ ride this afternoon. Then I get
some bullshit text blowing me off, yet again. Well, you know what?
Forget it. I can take a hint.” I turn to leave, my whole body tense
with anger,