Second Chance Love (Heaven Hill Book 6) by Laramie Briscoe

desperately to get the substance out of his shirt and jeans. He didn’t want to sneak up on the teenager, so he called out. “Cash.”
    “Oh hey, boss,” Cash grinned, calling him the nickname that most kids who’d been in juvie used when addressing authority members.
    “Stop. You’re not in juvie and I’m not wearing a badge.”
    It was hard for some people to differentiate between lives, and Rooster had unfortunately known Cash for a while. It seemed though, since he’d hooked up with Heaven Hill, he was more on the straight and narrow as he’d ever been. Funny, considering the things the club did.
    “Sorry,” he apologized as he used the garden hose on his shirt. “What can I help you with?”
    “I know you aren’t in high school anymore, but I have a couple of questions about what’s going on over there.”
    Cash was a college freshman, but he still had many friends in high school. Rooster figured if anyone could give him the scoop, it would be a newly graduated student.
    “Yeah, I still talk to people over there. I have friends there, Drew and Mandy and other people.”
    “Have you heard anything about steroid use?” Rooster didn’t want to beat around the bush, and he knew from previous experience with Cash it was better to be blunt. The kid could talk his way out of a paper bag if you gave him the chance.
    Cash looked away, a sure sign that he didn’t want to talk about this, but he owed it to the people that had helped him out to be honest. “I have, and it’s been going on for at least a year. It’s mostly done on the football team. Word has it that the dealer, and nobody’s sure who that is, is pushing harder. He’s got some of the members of the football team selling for him or her.”
    “Shit,” Rooster mumbled. “Thanks. Until I have something I can use, we’re gonna keep this between us.”
    “You think Drew’s mixed up in it?” Cash asked.
    The way he asked told Rooster that Cash knew. “You and I both know he’s up to his eyeballs in this. You sure he hasn’t told you anything?”
    “He hasn’t and I don’t want to ask. I’ve seen the way he’s been going off on people lately. I don’t wanna be on the receiving end of that.”
    Neither one of them wanted to be, and truthfully, it was Liam that scared Rooster the most. “Thanks for talkin’ to me. We’ll figure it out,” he told the younger man.
    Cash nodded quietly and then went back to work on his shirt, his mood somber. Hopefully them figuring it out wouldn’t cause huge problems for the Walker family.

Chapter Thirteen

    R ooster pulled his bike into the parking lot of Roni’s apartment building and cut it off. He sat there for what seemed like forever. Since talking to Cash, he had gone back and forth with whether he should tell Roni what was going on with Drew. He still hadn’t been able to make a gut decision. For once, he wanted to be completely selfish, he wanted them to have a real shot at a forever. If he told her what he had found out, that could potentially put a stop to the relationship they had begun to build. He knew it was misguided, but he felt responsible for not only Drew but the other kids at the school. He had been an officer for the county; he was supposed to have kept them all safe, keep all the bad shit away. It was still hard, at times, for him to turn off what his former life had been. What if she blamed him for this too? It was something else in a long line of ways he’d failed her. What would he do if that happened? He wasn’t sure he could stomach it again. For a few more days, he wanted to enjoy what they were embarking on. He wanted to live the life he should have lived seventeen years ago.
    Getting off the bike, he made his way to her front door, smiling when she opened it before he knocked. “Were you watching for me?”
    She rolled her eyes. “That bike is so damn loud I could hear it coming from the road.” In reality, she had been watching for him. Making a complaint was