Bayou's Backbone

Darcy Soileau has fished the Delacroix marsh since before she could drive. Her father taught her to read water, run a trotline, and put a round through a nutria at fifty yards — then left her a boat, a dock, and the only world she ever wanted. So when she poles into her channel one dawn and finds a quarter mile of dead water and truck tracks coming down off the levee, she knows exactly what it is. Somebodys poisoning her marsh for the price of a disposal fee.

Shes already called the parish. The state. Every number that rings. When the law files her under not my problem and goes home, Darcy doesnt quit.

She goes looking for men who dont file anything.

Bayou keeps the Bourbon Street Devils armed and dangerous, and hes happiest alone — in his armory or out in the swamp where the silence makes sense. He grew up running traplines in the same basin some contractor is now pouring concrete into, and the job lands on him because nobody knows that water like a man raised on it. He rides out expecting a witness to protect. He finds a woman who wont be rescued, wont be handled, and reads his silence like she was born fluent in it.

Shes the one thing the quiet man never planned for.

Corley wants her channels. Bayou wants her. And when the contractor sends his crew to smash everything Darcys father left her, the most feared club in New Orleans takes the fight into the marsh — one dead man at a time.

He claims territory with patience and precision. She claims her own ground with a bolt-action and a spine of steel. Together theyre about to teach a man behind a fence what the swamp does to people who treat it like a dump site.

Book 5 in the Bourbon Street Devils MC Romance series. HEA guaranteed.