On the Double (The Renegades #3) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Renegades Series by Cara Dee

Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 49215 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)

The Renegades #3 Romantic Suspense Action MMM
“It’s a fine line between not revealing your arsenal and creating disorder by showing your strength.”

Funny how calm you could feel when someone had ripped the heart out of your chest.

River and Reese Tenley had grown up on the fringes of society, spending most of their adult years as private military contractors in places nobody else wanted to go. It’d been the two of them against the world, and they’d never believed their missing puzzle piece had existed—until they’d met Shay. The young man who’d quickly become their everything.

So the moment he was kidnapped… The moment those sick bastards took Shay, the twin brothers had nothing left to lose.

The streets were going to run red with blood until they had their boy back.

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Shay Tenley


“Everyone away from the house! Take cover! Away from the house!”

“Fucking run!”

“Out of the pool!”

“What the fuck is happening—” Frozen by shock and confusion, I didn’t know what was going on, not even when River suddenly hauled me off the pool lounger and dragged me away from everyone.

“Run!” he growled.

His voice was almost drowned out by the sound of an explosion, and then the whole fucking patio burst into flames. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. Not fire, not fire—I hated fire. Oh God. The smell of black smoke and something…other…invaded my nostrils. A loud crack followed, a sound I associated so exclusively with shooting ranges. Gunfire. What the fuck was going on here?! Everybody was scattering and screaming, and I couldn’t fix my stare on a single person without flipping my overwhelmed lid, so I just focused on River. Where’s Reese? Get to Reese! Bullets were flying rapidly, filling the air with ear-deafening, roaring pops. I ran away from the pool area with River by my side as my heart started pounding furiously—until I heard him grit out a loud curse drenched in pain.

My heart almost stopped, and I spun around to see him hunched over and clutching his side.

“River!” I rushed over to him—

“Keep going!” he yelled hoarsely. “I’m fine, baby. Just run!”

Fuck that!

In the corner of my eye, I spotted vans driving down the hill, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. People I’d never seen before came out from every direction, most of them armed, and I acted on instinct when two of them grabbed at Piper, Elliott’s sister.

“Help me!”

“Get Dante and Reese!”

“Tariq! Somebody pull him out of there!”

I sprinted over to the woman as more shots were fired, and I body checked the first motherfucker before I punched the other one and managed to steal his handgun. I yelled for Piper to run away from the house. My brain bolted, spitting out questions and worries at a pace I couldn’t keep up with; Reese had to be inside the house, and he couldn’t fucking come out this way with the patio on fire. I had to get back to River—he’d been shot. Where was Gray? Holy fuck, there were too many guys attacking us. I found myself in another fight seconds later, and I barely paid attention. Fighting was as easy as breathing for me. I kicked, punched, and shoved, all while trying to locate Crew, Javier—there—Elliott, Toby, and the little girl…? Where was she?

At some point, I realized I’d lost the gun, but River appeared next to me, and he was holding it. I watched the split second it took him to lift the gun and fire two quick rounds, causing two men to drop dead on the lawn.

I swallowed dryly.

Adrenaline blazed through me like a wildfire.

“Get him!”

“Wake up!”


“Get Gray!”

“Run, Madison!”

I flew back all of a sudden, and my back hit the grass. Son of a bitch! I groaned in pain—but it came from my arm. Searing fucking pain in my arm, unlike anything I’d ever felt. The evening sky was blocked out by four men looming over me, and the gunfire rained heavy around us. I flinched and tried to defend myself, but they had fucking knives, and I screamed out my rage and pain and…fuck, all of it, as they stabbed me in the thigh and shoulder.

River Tenley

“We need more weapons!” I yelled.

Clutching the side I’d been hit in, I grunted and picked up the gun from the guy I’d just killed, and I immediately fired at the man who was seconds away from shooting Darius.

I was losing too much blood, too fast, for me to process everything going on around me. I spotted Reese with a wild look in his eyes, and he yelled at someone, for something. I couldn’t fucking hear over the rushing sound in my ears.

I had to get to Shay. I’d lost sight of him in the mayhem.

Fuck. I blinked, hit by a wave of dizziness. The smell of the fire, of fuel, burned wood, and explosives was almost too much to take. I thought I’d left that shit behind. Goddammit, where was he? I turned around, and my vision became unfocused.

“They’re hauling them out front!” someone shouted.

“They’re scattering!”

“Run after!” That was Dante. He had to be on the other side of the house.

Elliott and Crew ran past me in a blurry rush.

I sucked in a breath and followed them.

Reese Tenley

I sprinted down the hillside, cursing the fact that I hadn’t had the time to grab a gun from Elliott’s safe before I’d seen the attackers dragging my boy to one of the vans. Over my dead fucking body were they gonna do something to him. Fury and adrenaline rushed through me, and I saw only the two vans driving down toward the main road. Nothing else. He was in there, my fighter. They fucking had him. He was bleeding too. They’d hurt him. The image was seared into my skull—when I’d seen them through the window in Elliott’s office, blood gushing from Shay’s leg and arms.