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    Stone Cold: Iron Tornadoes MC Romance, #1
    Stone Cold: Iron Tornadoes MC Romance, #1
    Stone Cold: Iron Tornadoes MC Romance, #1
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    Stone Cold: Iron Tornadoes MC Romance, #1

    By Olivia Rigal

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    Brian Hatcher has a lot of nerve, I thought I'd never see his face again.

    He left the police force to join the Iron Tornadoes, the very gang my brother was investigating.

    I hate him.
    I should hate him. 
    I want to hate him. 

    He has turned his back on everything he used to stand for.
    Yet I want him, even though he's turned into a stone cold biker.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLady O Publishing
    Release dateMar 31, 2014
    ISBN9781507092675
    Stone Cold: Iron Tornadoes MC Romance, #1

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    • 3/5
      It was an ok story, it could definitely have been expanded to make to story better. Wasn’t a fan of how H said the club was his family but still let some of the brothers talk down to h instead of diverting or defending her. In the end he did clam h as his… still left unsatisfied. I’ll read the next to see if I get anything more (it’s such a short read)
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      The story was very slow and draggy and boring I will try the next one and see if its any better

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    Stone Cold - Olivia Rigal

    1

    LISA

    W here's my order for table nine? I ask in the kitchen.

    Give me another thirty seconds, Lisa, the trainee answers. He's putting the final touch on a plate. When he's happy with the way he's nested the baby tomato in a tiny bouquet of pesto, he looks up at me and winks. It's nice to have you back. How did the finals go? he asks.

    It's nice to be back, too. Believe it or not, I find this lunch madness relaxing after two weeks of exams, I tell him. I realize I've not answered his question, but I'm not really sure how my finals went, and anyway, even if it's no longer the busiest time of the lunch service, it's still not the perfect moment to chat.

    I bring the plates to table nine where a law professor is chatting with a man his age who's a partner in one of the most prestigious law firms of Manhattan. This is business as usual in this place. The restaurant is located between two law schools. The entire block is strictly office space rented out to law firms. It's no accident my boss called it The Law School.

    I ask my two patrons if there is anything else that I can bring them, and just when they tell me they're all set, Lyv calls me. Her face is grim, which is unlike her. She looks mad or upset. It can't be with me because I've been away for two weeks, and I just came back today. She signals me to come to her office, and when I enter she asks me to sit down.

    Lisa, I'm so sorry, she says as she crouches in front of me and takes my hands in hers. I look into her big chestnut eyes and wonder what she's sorry about. Did she find out through her law school connections that I have flunked my year? No, it's too early—not enough time to grade our tests yet. Is she going to fire me? No, she always says I'm one of her best waitresses, and she'll be sad to see me graduate.

    I just got a call from the Point Lookout police, she says softly, holding my hands tighter. It's your brother… She stops for a second, shakes her head, and for one second I think I see tears pooling in her eyes.

    Now I know it's got to be really bad because Lyv's tough. Lyv doesn't cry; no matter what happens, she always smiles like life's a stupid toothpaste commercial.

    You've got to go back to the dorm and pack a bag, then I'll drive you to LaGuardia. I've made a reservation for you on the four o'clock flight to Fort Lauderdale.

    I try to process what she's implying, but part of my brain is refusing to do so.

    My brother, David, is larger than life and indestructible. He can survive anything. First he went through army training, and then he graduated top of his class at the police academy. David can't be dead.

    What happened? I ask.

    I don’t know, they didn’t give me any details, Lyv whispers.

    I need to call my mother, I say. I'll speak to Mommy, she'll confirm that it's been a horrible mix-up, and we'll laugh about it. I try to free my hands from Lyv's to reach for the phone on her desk, but she doesn't let go.

    You won't be able to speak to her before you get home, Lyv says. I understand the doctors have given her something to put her out for twenty-four hours. She pulls our hands to her chest and sighs. I'm so, so sorry, Lisa.

    There's a knock on the door. It's Megan. She's the evening shift manager. What she's doing here so early? Why is she holding my handbag and my raincoat?

    Lyv goes over to her, and they speak in hushed tones while Lyv puts on her own coat. She comes back to me and makes me stand up. She dresses me like a child and takes my hand. While we walk through, there's a strange silence. They don't know what's happening, but the look on Lyv's face is such that no one says a word. For an instant I feel like the world is in slow motion around me, but this changes the second we leave the restaurant through the kitchen door and hit the street. Life in Manhattan never stops. There are people passing by, and there's loud traffic. Everything seems normal.

    Lyv walks me to the dorm. Once we're in the lobby, she asks for my unit number. I tell her, and we ride the elevator up to the tenth floor. After searching in my handbag, Lyv finds my keys and opens the door. I stand by the door and watch her efficiently get stuff ready on the bed. She turns to me and asks, Is there anything you want that I didn't think about?

    I shake my head. I can't think, and anyway, I still have plenty of stuff left in my closet at home.

    Then I guess this will do, she says as she folds everything neatly in my suitcase. When we leave, she takes the key of my dorm room out of my key chain and puts it in her pocket after locking my door.

    I'll check with housing about the spring term moving deadlines…

    She probably realizes that I'm not really paying attention to what she's telling me, so she doesn't finish her sentence. Lyv is a hundred steps ahead of me, and in my haze, I wonder how I would have managed without her, so I say, Thank you.

    Don't mention it. She shrugs. That's what friends are for.

    2

    LISA

    By the time the plane lands at the Fort Lauderdale airport, it's night already. I'm still on automatic pilot. It's as if I'm watching a movie of myself going through the motions. I get up. I carry my bag. I walk down the steps and then along the hallway. It's me but it's not really me. Somehow, despite the fact that I've checked out, my body keeps doing what it needs to do to get back home.

    At the luggage carrousel, I find Uncle Tony holding my suitcase. He looks like he's aged ten years since I last saw him. When was that? Less than two years ago. He hugs me.

    I'm so sorry, Lisa, he says, and he lets me go without another word.

    I just nod and follow him. During the ride to Point Lookout, he explains why he's alone. Nancy's at the hospital with your mom.

    Just as I’m about to question him, he says, We don't know how it happened. The police just called your mother, and she managed to get to our door before she lost it.

    He lets his words sink in before he says, I'm going to drive you home, and tomorrow, you can go to see her. No use going there now to watch her sleep.

    We remain silent for the rest of the drive.

    He parks in his driveway. I just need to cross a patch of grass to be home.

    Tony and my father were identical twins that nothing short of death could have separated. They drove identical cars, wore identical clothes, and even purchased

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