Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 81285 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81285 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Oh, how I wish that was true.
I nodded, then grabbed my things and slipped out the door before anyone else had a chance to stop me. I grabbed a cab, and twenty minutes later, we were pulling up to my house. I hadn’t even got out when I spotted Lila Kate standing at my front door.
She looked like an absolute mess.
Great. My day just keeps getting better.
I groaned as I opened my door and started up the walk. There was no missing the panic in her voice when she said, “I’ve been trying to call you all day. Your car is here, but there was no sign of you.”
“I was at work. I couldn’t talk.”
“You could’ve let me know you were alive.”
“I was busy, Lila.”
“Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been?” Her voice cracked when she admitted, “I thought something happened to you…”
“I’m sorry.” I stepped inside the house and dropped my things on the table before reaching out and pulling her into a hug. “I’m fine. Nothing’s going to happen to me.”
She sucked in a breath that sounded more like a sob than actual air. “I hate this. I hate this all so very much.”
“I do, too, but we’ll get through it. We just have to keep a level head about it all.”
“I’m trying.” She closed and locked the front door before asking, “So, what happened at the clubhouse today?”
“Not much. Luke met us at the door and helped carry his bags inside, and then, he dropped me off at the salon.”
“That’s it?” she pushed. “Davis didn’t tell you anything about why he wants to stay there?”
“Nope.”
“There has to be a reason.”
“I don’t know what you want me to say,” I shot back. “I honestly don’t know what Davis is up to. I just know that he has a plan to get his hands on some quick money, and if I play along, I will get a cut of it. And that cut will pay off this money you owe to whoever you owe it to.”
“You think he’s after Luke’s money? Or is he going after the club?”
That did it. My stomach dropped so hard I thought I might be sick. “Oh, God. I hadn’t thought about that.”
Satan’s Fury wasn’t just some guys playing weekend warriors. These were a group of men who left fear in their wake. Going against them was like putting a target on your head. Davis would have to be out of his mind to think he could steal from them and live to tell about it.
Lila plopped down on the edge of the sofa as she said, “I’ve heard stories about them.”
“Who hasn’t?”
“Did you hear about that gang that started some riff with them, and they all disappeared. And not just one or two of them. Every last one of them just vanished without a trace. People say it was a warning to anyone else who thought about going against them.”
My stomach turned.
“What about the guy from the casino?” She grimaced. “Did you hear about him?”
I shook my head.
“Well, some guy tried to steal from them, and they beat him so bad he was in the hospital for months. They told him they were feeling merciful.” She leaned back on the sofa with a huff. “And don’t get me started on how they are at the Vault.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, that place is sacred to them. Anyone messes with one of their girls, and they don’t just kick them out. They make an example out of them.”
A chill slid down my spine.
“How do you know all this stuff?”
“I work at a bar. People talk, especially when they get to drinking.” She shook her head. “It’s like listening to a true crime podcast you can’t turn off.”
Unease curled tight in my chest.
This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.
Davis was playing with fire, and if he wasn’t careful, he would get us all burned. I held my hands up and said, “Okay. Let’s think this thing through. Davis said he had a way to get his hands on a lot of money fast. How would some biker club have that kind of money?”
“I’m sure they do pretty well with the Vault.”
“Yeah, but not that well.” I walked over and grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge. “If they did, they’d all be driving fancy cars and living in luxury, not riding around on motorcycles.”
“Some of those motorcycles cost a pretty penny.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Yeah, but maybe Davis knows something we don’t.”
“Maybe.” I poured us both a glass of wine and offered her one as I said, “I just hate the thought of any of this falling back on Luke.”
“Surely Davis wouldn’t do anything to hurt him? I mean, Luke is his brother. That has to count for something.”
“It should, but this is Davis we’re talking about.” I sat down next to her. “You know better than anyone he’s not exactly trustworthy.”