Thrill Seeker (Kings of Vengeance MC Book 5) - Winter Travers Page 0,37
a direction to head in.”
“Uh, yeah. Kimber and Fancy are with her.” Deedra had woken up an hour ago when Dyno and Quinn arrived.
Fancy and Kimber had descended upon her and basically kicked us out of the house.
I led Kaye into the house with Quinn and Dyno trailing behind. Though this didn’t have anything to do with the club, the fact it involved Deedra made it club business.
Quinn had told me the club would help in any way possible to help figure out what the hell was going on.
“Dee,” I called down the hallway.
Fancy and Kimber’s voices carried down the hallway from the bedroom.
The bedroom door opened, and Deedra walked out. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing wrong. Just a detective here who wants to talk to you about Joseph and what happened last night.”
She made her way to me and tipped her head back. “Did they figure out who did it?”
I shook my head. “No, Dee. They’re hoping you can give them some more information about Joseph.”
She cringed. “I don’t know as much as I should, Point.”
I reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Just tell them what you know. That’s all you can do.”
Deedra nodded and stretched up on her tiptoes. She pressed a kiss to my lips. “Thank you for being here for me.”
“You know I always have your back, Deedra.”
She stepped around me and brushed her hand over mine. “Thank you,” she whispered.
I followed Deedra back down the hallway and into the living room.
Kaye was leaning against the fireplace while Quinn and Dyno were on the other side of the room, talking quietly to each other.
“Uh, hi,” Deedra chirped. She held out her hand to Kaye. “You must be the detective.”
Kaye shook Dee’s hand. “I am. I’m detective Kaye Crew, and I just wanted to ask you a few questions about last night and about Joseph.”
Deedra smiled sadly. “Of course. I don’t know a ton about Joseph. He was an informant for me.”
Kaye laughed and shook her head. “Funny hearing that come out of your mouth. I never thought of reporters having informants like the police do.”
Deedra shrugged. “I’m pretty sure your kind of informant is much more forthcoming with information than anyone I had ever talked to.”
“What kind of information did Joseph give you?” Kaye asked.
“Not really much at all.” Deedra laughed. “I think the best tip he ever gave me was the local motorcycle club was opening a strip club.”
“Excuse me?” Quinn called. “What the hell did he know about the club?”
Deedra laughed. “Just what I exactly said. He knew you guys were opening a strip club. That’s it.”
Quinn glared at me.
“Why the hell are you looking at me like that? Some homeless guy saw Dyno with the realtor.”
Quinn turned his glare on Dyno.
“What the fuck?” Dyno scoffed. “I didn’t even see a homeless guy when I was looking at property last week.”
Deedra laughed. “You’re acting exactly like Point did when I told him what I knew. You guys need to invest in some invisibility cloaks if you want to move around this town without anyone seeing you.”
Kaye smothered a laugh with the back of her hand. “Never heard that advice before.”
Deedra shrugged. “It’s the truth.”
“Back to Joseph. What else did he tell you? Even if you think it might have nothing to do with this, I want to know. He might have pissed off someone, and whatever you tell me might lead me to a suspect.”
“Uh, well, we talked about his family. He lived on the streets since he was sixteen. The life he lived was not good, but it is what it was. He firmly believed things were going to turn around for him. He had just got approved for an apartment, and he was looking for a new job.”
“Did he have any other friends besides you?”
Deedra shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. I never saw him really talking to anyone else, but it wasn’t like I saw him every second of every day.”
“Right, right,” Kaye muttered. “How was he able to get an apartment?”
“Uh, well, he told me he saved up money from panhandling, and he had enough for two months’ rent and the deposit. He was moving into a studio apartment and was thrilled.” Deedra glanced at me. “He was only eighteen and had a bright future in front of him. He just had a crappy start to life.”
“Join the club,” Kaye muttered. She grabbed a notepad from her pocket and flipped it open. “Do you know whereabouts he lived? Did