Knox's Stand (The Last Riders #3)

“You fucking did.” Rider burst into laughter.

“Marshmallow.” Diamond nodded her head at Rider.

“I am not a fucking marshmallow!” Knox yelled as he slammed his beer down on the bar.

“You better go; the marshmallow is about to explode,” Rider joked.

Diamond grinned back. “I’m going.” Siding off the stool, this time Knox didn’t stop her leaving as Rider continued antagonizing Knox.

She got in her car, her laughter dying as soon as the door slammed, incasing her in safety.

Her body was in turmoil from Knox’s brief touch. How he had managed to excite her from a brief stroke defied her imagination. He was the typical biker, which she despised, yet her body hadn’t cared, wanting more. Diamond had to be very careful. She had seen the recognition in his eye at her response. Knox wasn’t as stupid as she’d thought. He wasn’t such a marshmallow that he wouldn’t take advantage of her attraction then leave her wanting more.





Chapter Eight


Far too early the next morning, her cell phone woke her from a deep sleep.

“Hello?” Diamond said drowsily into the phone.

“Ms. Richards?” Diamond easily recognized the sheriff’s voice. Her drowsiness disappeared at the tone in his voice.

“Yes, what’s happening?” The sheriff had never called her before; he must have found her number in the contact information on Knox’s paperwork when he had been released from jail.

“The state police received a call, giving information about jewelry that was in Samantha Bedford’s possession when she was murdered. They are about to serve a search warrant on The Last Riders in thirty minutes. If you hurry, you should make it when they get there.”

“Dammit! Thanks, Sheriff.”

Diamond threw back her covers and then grabbed a suit out of her closet, scrambling into her clothes. Brushing her hair and putting it up, she slipped on her heels. Grabbing her briefcase, she hightailed it to her car.

Driving as fast as she could without breaking the speed limit, she managed to pull into The Last Riders parking lot just as the state police were getting out of their cars.

David Thurman, the Commonwealth’s Attorney that would be prosecuting Knox, waited at the bottom of the steps. “What are you doing here, Di?”

She held her hand out for the search warrant. “To make sure you stick to the areas of the search warrant, of course.” Diamond took the copy of the warrant, reading it as fast as she could without missing any details.

“You’re limited just to Knox’s bedroom, nowhere else. Make sure your men know that.”

Thurman threw her an angry look before taking the warrant back from her hand. He was a bigger asshole than Caleb Green. The higher up in rank the attorneys for the state were, the category of how big an asshole increased exponentially.

The large group climbed the steep steps to the porch where the police trooper knocked on the front door. It took several minutes before Viper answered the door with Winter behind him. Thurman handed him the warrant as the police stormed up the steps.

“Second doorway on the left,” Thurman said, following behind them.

“This is bullshit, Thurman. How do you even know which room is his?” Diamond followed up the steps as the police motioned Viper and Winter to wait outside on the porch. Diamond motioned for him not to argue. She was at the top of the steps when she heard the police go through a door. Women’s squeals could be heard from within the room.

“What in the fuck is going on?” That last voice was definitely Knox’s grouchy one. Diamond came to a stop in the doorway. It was everything she could to maintain her professional appearance at the sight that met her eyes.

Knox was getting out of the biggest bed she had ever seen with a sheet barely covering his dick while two women were burrowed under the blanket, screeching for everyone to get out. Rider stood on the other side of the bed, pulling up his jeans, unconcerned that his junk was waving everywhere as he stuffed it inside his pants before zipping them closed.

“I’ll be damned. We stepped into a bona fide orgy.” One of the troopers laughed. Diamond could tell by the angry expression on Knox’s face that he was about to lose it. Hoping to forestall the explosion, Diamond stepped forward so that the occupant could see her in the room, although she didn’t enter.

“Knox, you and your friends need to vacate the room. The troopers have a search warrant. Go downstairs and wait with Viper and Winter. It’s only your room that they will be able to search.” Diamond spoke from the doorway, unable by law to enter further.