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It was inconvenient.
So far, I’d only experienced the good side. The bad hurt.
When I made it to West Orange, I knew I had two options.
I could go to the Satan’s Sinners’ MC clubhouse or I could go to Lily Lancaster’s home.
After the clubhouse was bombed, the incident in which Star had gotten her injuries, she and Kati had moved in with Lily—one of the brothers’ Old Ladies.
The clubhouse had been reconstructed, and the brothers had moved in back at the start of the year.
I knew she still lived with Lily so that Kati’s sister could be nearby, but it was the daytime. It was likely she’d be at the compound.
There’d be more politics if I went there first though.
Deciding Lily Lancaster’s house was the smart move, I pulled up her address in Google Maps and used the GPS to take me to her mansion.
Her father had been a Sparrow, and it seemed as if he and Da aspired to the same architectural tastes of overdone and gaudy because it was clearly an expensive property that stood out like a flashing lighthouse in the dark.
When I made it to the gates, my tricked out vintage Mini Clubman was scanned by the security systems, and then a voice sounded at the intercom.
“Who is this?”
“My name’s Conor. I’d like to speak with Lodestar.”
There was a hesitation, then a, “One moment, please.”
It was more than a moment. It wasseveral.But I didn’t bitch about it, just waited, even as my phone suddenly lit up with a couple notifications.
Hoping it was Star, disappointment hit me when I saw it was from my program.
Three red alerts.
Slipping in an AirPod, I picked out the recordings that had triggered an alarm then frowned when I heard my father’s voice.
“Wondered when you’d deign to pick up the fucking phone, Elizabeth. Didn’t realize it would take nearly six goddamn months.”
“I have more important things to be doing than speaking with mobsters,”the woman sniped.
“So why did you decide to call me back?”
She hesitated a second. “You heard that Eamonn Keegan is out?”
“Old news. He’s been sighted in New York though. Your husband’s immigration policy really is as weak as they say it is.”
That was when I had confirmation exactly which Elizabeth he was talking to.
The First Lady.
A hiss escaped her at the insult. “Michael’s gone missing.”
She’d only just found that out?
Confused, I waited for Da’s reply.
It was a belligerent: “And?”
“What do you mean,‘And?’” she snarled. “You’re supposed to protect him.”
