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“Okay.”
“Did you two have a fight?” Angel asked.
He shook his head.
Cole raised his mugs to his lips, pausing to ask, “You want to talk about it?”
“No.”
“Good,” he muttered, and took a sip of coffee.
Dog bit out a laugh at Cole’s response, then leaned back in his chair and glanced up at Wolf. “How much of a head start she got on you?”
“No clue.”
“She fly in or drive?” Dog asked, swinging his gaze to Mary.
Shannon answered for her. “She drove.”
“What’s she in?” Wolf asked.
“I know,” Angel cut in, then added with a cocky smile, “but if you want me to tell you, it’s gonna cost you.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Wolf caught up with Crystal eighty-three miles outside of Las Vegas, just this side of the Arizona state-line.
All he’d had to do was follow the map on his cell phone that showed the tracking app he’d installed on her phone. It showed her moving northeast out of Las Vegas on Interstate 15. He’d gunned his bike, weaving in and out of traffic until he caught up with the little red Honda that Angel had told him she was driving these days since selling her classic corvette.
That bit of information had cost him.
She’d made him confess his feelings. Standing right there at that table, she’d made him say the words. And he had, he’d told them all that he loved Crystal. Had always loved her. And always would love her.
Surprisingly, not a single one of his brothers had cracked a joke.
Now he pulled alongside her, motioning her to the side of the road. Dismounting, he approached her car as her driver’s window powered down.
“What the hell are you doing?” she snapped.
Like she had any right to be the one pissed off here. He braced his palms on the frame and leaned in. “Going somewhere, sweetheart?”
At that, she aimed her designer sunglasses toward the windshield, huffing, “I have to get back.”
“Bullshit. You’re runnin’ again.”
“Wolf, I have a job to get back to.”
“Don’t lie to me, Crystal. Don’t you dare sit there and lie to me. Shannon told me you don’t have to be back until tomorrow.”
She stayed stubbornly silent when he called her bluff.
Wolf took in their surroundings as a big tractor-trailer barreled past, the blast of wind rocking her vehicle. There wasn’t much around except for endless desert scrubland. But a sign indicated there was an exit coming up, and a billboard in the distance advertised the Desert Palms Motel.
Bingo.
“You’re going to follow me to this exit.” He lifted his chin to the green highway sign proclaiming the exit number approaching. “We’re gonna have this shit out once and for all.”
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