Yes, something bad.
She forced a smile. “If you can just tell Cleo…”
When she heard a car pull in she felt a sense of relief, but it was quickly dashed when she saw the car. It wasn’t Cleo. It parked a few spots down, and the girl got out.Oh, great!She hadn’t seen what happened but had taken an interest in watching her leave.
Jane started toward the porch but stopped, glancing over at the guys. “Did she tell you what happened?”
Her eyes widened. How the hell would she know? She wasn’t even there.
“What happened, Addison?” Ghost asked.
“Nothing,” she blurted.
“She’s lying.” Jane’s tone was even with zero emotion throwing out the accusation. The truth.
“I saw her at Burke’s.” She held up a plastic bag. “I was low on bleach. She was coming out when I was walking in. Burke said two bikers were messing with her, and he had to pull a gun on them to get them to let her go.”
“Someone from our club?” Oak asked.
Jane shook her head. “Burke said they were from Satan’s Hex.”
Cue straightened, and his jaw squared while Ghost slowly looked over at her. His gaze darkened as he pinned her in his stare.
“Joker,” Cue shouted, and another biker on the porch, rushed down the stairs.
“Yeah?”
“Get Cross.”
Her shoulders sagged. This was the last thing she wanted.I want to go home, lock the door, take a shower and forget this day ever happened.
“He’s in a meeting.”
Cue jerked his head. “Get him.”
“Ace said…”
“I don’t fucking care. Get him. Now!”
“Fuck,” Joker muttered and rushed up the stairs, disappearing in the house.
Cue inched closer but cautiously. “Come inside.”
“I’d rather go home.”
Ghost nodded, “We get that. But you got attacked in our territory. We take that personal.”
She sighed, glancing around the yard. “Can I wait out here until Cleo comes?”
“I’ll wait with you inside, if you want,” Jane said.
There was no getting out of this. She gave a curt nod and started toward the front porch. Both Cue and Ghost stepped back as she passed, giving her room. She followed Jane into the house. It was empty except for a man at the bar on his phone.
Jane tugged on her arm and brought her to a table. She sat and folded her hands in her lap as the rest of the men circled around them.
I just want to go home.
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