All at once, hands dropped from me, and Rook stepped back, breaking all contact. His nostrils flared, his chest heaving as his eyes roamed over me.
“Who are you to Cameron Fletcher?”
“How do you know my dad?”
“You’re hisdaughter?” The question, filled with so much disgust, felt like a slap to my face.
“Yes. You know him?”
“No. But I know of him. I have to go.”
“Why?”
“I have more to do tonight.” His lips were smeared from kissing my neck, his dark hair laid over his forehead, his blue eyes wild now.
“Can’t it wait?”
“No.” He swung back on the bike and was about to turn it on when I ran over.
“Rook.” He already had his helmet on, but he turned to look at me. I went over, pushing the visor up, and his eyes narrowed. “Why are you running away now? How do you know my dad?”
“I’m not running away. I have shit to do. Do you think I can play games with you all night? And I don’t know your dad, but I know how much money he has. Stay the fuck away from me, Regan.”
He nodded hard, the visor slamming down, before he disappeared into the dark.
Nine
Rook
The entire pack came out with me tonight. Four other bikes drove with mine, along with Kane in a car behind us for transportation, and Evie on the back of Aiden’s bike. She had demanded to come, and I wasn’t going to fight it. The pickup shouldn’t be too hard. One squirrely, drugged up messenger boy, who will hopefully tell us where a shipment of drugs disappeared to.
Aiden’s bike roared before he picked up the front. I curled my lip, hitting the button on my phone that connected me to the rest of them. “Why the fuck do you lift the bike with Evie every single time?”
“It’s fun?” Evie said. “Stop trying to ruin my fun.”
“She asks me to do it every time. Are you insinuating I’m going to fuck up?” Aiden asked.
“I’m insinuating that if she falls off, you’ll be dragged behind my bike.”
“Oh, shut up,” Evie said. “I know how to hold on to him.”
Mason pulled up next to me, pointing at Evie and Aiden. “I’m thinking you know how to hold on to him a little too well, if you know what I mean.”
“Don’t you fucking dare, Aiden. Evie, you’re riding home with Mason.”
“I didn’t do anything!” Aiden yelled, flipping me off.
Hero sped around us, swerving back and forth as we went down the highway. I could clearly see the gun strapped to his back, only partially hidden by his jacket.
“Why the fuck did you bring that big of a gun? It’s one guy.”
“You never know.”
“Guns aren’t part of the plan tonight. Don’t get unhinged and pull it out for fun.”
He groaned, dropping back next to me. “You really are a fun killer,” Hero said as we turned on the road of the club.
We were told the guy came here tonight, tucked into a corner, drinking and getting higher than a fucking plane. It would be an easy place to pick someone up, and we used it often for business, never for pleasure. I made it clear to everyone we weren’t mixing the two on our own ground.
