If You Dare Read Online Shantel Tessier (Dare #3)

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Dare Series by Shantel Tessier
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 134665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
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“None of it was your fault,” he interrupts me.

“She lied to you,” I grind out.

“Doesn’t matter.”

He can’t be serious. “But it does,” I argue.

“It doesn’t change anything.”

“I know, but …”

“It doesn’t fucking matter, Deke!” he snaps. “I don’t give two fucks about Becky! What matters now is that we got a text that puts Austin in danger. And I’m not gonna allow that.” He climbs out of the pool, picks his shirt up off the ground, and dries off his hands before holding it out to me. “Let me see your phone.”

I pull it out of my pocket.

He dials a number and then places it on speakerphone before dropping it onto the round glass table next to me. I take a quick look to see who he’s calling and refrain from sighing.

It rings once, twice, three times. After a few more times, it goes to voicemail. “You’ve reached Bennett …”

Cole hangs up and dials it again.

“Heellloo?” Bennett’s groggy voice answers after the second ring this time.

“Wake the fuck up!” Cole snaps at him.

“I’m up … I’m up …” I hear the rustling of covers. “Everything okay?” He clears his throat. “What time is it?”

“Late,” I answer.

“Who is it?” a woman’s soft voice asks in the background.

“Tell your fuck to pack her shit and get out,” Cole orders coldly. “We need to talk to you!”

I expect Bennett to argue, but instead, he sighs heavily. “Give me a second.”

Cole paces before me, water dripping from his boxers, his entire body rigid. I feel sorry for him. For what he has gone through with Austin. Finding the woman you love dead changes a man. I don’t care who you are. Especially when you were the one who wanted to hurt her in the first place.

“I’ll call you later,” Bennett says after a long second. “Okay.” He returns to the line. “What is going on?”

“Deke and I just got a text. That’s what’s up!” Cole explains.

“A text?”

“It was actually a PM through Facebook.” I clarify for Bennett.

“A message?”

“Did you fucking send it?” Cole snaps at him.

“What? Why would I send you a message?” he growls, getting defensive.

“Because it was sent to us from Evan Scott.”

Silence falls over us again as Bennett takes that in. Evan Scott is my spam account. I used to use it for several things. None of them were good.

Bennett is the first one to speak clearing his throat. “What? How is that possible?”

“I don’t know,” I answer. “But I can’t log in to that account. Someone has gone in and changed the password. I’m locked out.”

Bennett sighs heavily. “And you think I did it?”

I go to answer no, but Cole beats me to it. “You’re the only one I can think of who has that kind of knowledge. You crack passwords. Change emails. You knew who was behind it, and you know how to get into it.”

“Listen, Cole, I didn’t change anything, and I sure as hell didn’t send you a message. And it doesn’t take a genius to change that shit. A Facebook page isn’t that untouchable …” His voice trails off.

“What?” Cole demands after the silence lingers.

“Hang on,” Bennett tells him.

I take a hit of my cigarette, and Cole begins to pace some more.

“I got one too,” he growls.

I blow out the smoke and sit up straighter. “You got a message? From Evan Scott?”

“Yeah. What the fuck is this cryptic shit?” he barks.

“What does it say?” Cole growls.

“I see you, but you don’t see me. I know who you are, but you’ll never know me.”

“Hmm,” I say to myself. His is different than ours.

“Does it have the address at the end of the message?” Ours had a time and place here in Texas for tomorrow evening.

“Yes,” Bennett answers. “Why the fuck would I go to Texas?”

Cole snatches the phone up off the table and places it in front of his face, keeping it on speakerphone. “Pack a bag and get your ass to the airport.”

“What …? Cole, I can’t …”

“I wasn’t asking you, Bennett.” He growls.

“I have class,” Bennett argues.

“Fuck class! Pack a bag and book the first plane to Texas.”

Bennet sighs. “Cole.”

“Send the info for your flight, and Deke and I will pick you up at the airport. And don’t forget your laptop.” Cole leaves no room to argue.

“Cole …”

He hangs up on him before Bennett can finish speaking.

I sit back and let out a sigh as I tip the bottle back. “What do you think it means?” I ask Cole.

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he stands there, his scarred knuckles fisted down at his sides as he stares off into space. No doubt thinking about what all he’s been through in the past year. And all that he’s lost. What he has to lose now.

“I think it means that once again we’re gonna have to do whatever it takes to make sure no one can touch us.” Then he looks down at me, arching his brow in question.


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