Emmitt's Treasure: Judgement of the Six Companion Series, book 2 Read Free

incident with a human.  He started a fight with an unprotected woman.  I broke his nose.
    Thank you for reporting the incident, she said back to me.
    I might have more to report in a few minutes.
    Foregoing the use of my speed, I ducked around front of the SUV to circle the man with the gun.  He knew what I planned because he took a step back, making his way toward me and further away from Michelle and the kids.  I grinned and waited.  As soon as he cleared the side of the SUV, I yanked him from their view.  A punch to the head knocked him out.
    Two men knocked out in the parking lot of a diner.  I wasn’t paying attention to the name of the town.  The woman’s safe.
    Emmitt, I hope you have a good explanation for breaking our la—
    She’s my Mate.  She’s human and doesn’t know what I am, Winifred.
    There was a brief pause.
    Bring her home, Emmitt.
    Home.  Wiping any blood from my hands, I stepped out from behind the SUV, not knowing what to say.  A comment about the weather was the last thing she’d want to hear.
    “Thank you,” she said, staring at me with her big, wide eyes.
    She looked worse than she had in the diner.  My girl was going to crash hard, but I needed to get her away from the diner parking lot before she did.  If the police were called, they would ask questions and try to put her back into the life she’d escaped, a life that didn’t include me.
    “Can you drive for a few miles?”
    She nodded slowly, but doubt pulled at her expression.
    “Good.  I’ll follow you to make sure these two don’t.”
    Bitter little puffs of fear were coming from the kids who were staring at me.
    “Need help getting your kids in?” I asked, looking down at the boys.
    “No, but thanks.”
    I followed behind them and watched her open the back door.  Once the boys were both in, I opened the door for her and waited to make sure she buckled.  Her moves were slow and measured.  I wanted to offer to drive, but I couldn’t leave the bike.  It would be too obvious who’d knocked out the men.  The police could trace the plates right to my place.
    “Just drive south,” I said.  “I’ll be right behind you.”
    She nodded, and I looked her over once more before closing the door.  Introducing myself would have to wait; she was scared and dead on her feet.  I hoped she had enough in her to get out of town and somewhere to rest.  After that, well, maybe we’d have more to talk about than the weather.

Chapter 2
    She pulled out of the parking lot, barely missing the curb, but kept between the lines as we headed south.  However, her accuracy didn’t last long.  A few miles after leaving the town behind, she started to swerve.  Nothing drastic, but a definite slip in attention.  She needed to get off the road.
    Ahead, I spotted a country used car lot, the kind of place that sold more farm implements than vehicles and specialized in old pickups and trading.  Perfect.  Opening the throttle, I came up alongside her.  She glanced at me in surprise.  Her white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel didn’t escape my notice.  I pointed to the dealer ahead and motioned for her to pull over.  She nodded and signaled.  I fell behind her and almost had a heart attack when she didn’t slow down enough and fishtailed through the gravel turn.
    I pulled in behind her and shut off the bike as I tugged the helmet off my head.  She’s just tired, I told myself.  She wasn’t trying to kill herself.  Still, it took several moments to calm down enough so I would be able to speak to her without growling.  When I knew I had myself under control, I set the helmet on the bike and approached the car.
    Her head was on the steering wheel, and she wasn’t moving.  The boys watched me from the back seat as I knocked on her window.  She jumped and fear lit her eyes as she looked up.
    Even after she saw it was me, the fear didn’t leave her expression.  She reached for the window control but only dropped the