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A guy covered in tattoos yells, “Unless you’re wearing the patch, get the fuck out!”
Zara slips her hand into mine. “Come on. We need to go.”
“Go where?”
What’s going on?
“Anywhere but here.”
On our way out, we pass Tal. Just when I think we’ll get by unnoticed, he grabs my arm, stopping me.
“You’re still here?” Frowning, he shakes his head. “Wait for me outside.”
Turning his back to us, Zara drags me to my car.
“Make yourself comfortable. It could be a while.”
Seated in the back seat, I ask, “What’s going on in there?”
“Ask no questions and they’ll tell you no lies… or to mind your own business.” She laughs, but I don’t understand what’s so funny. “From the way they dragged that prospect through the door, I don’t think they’re offering him beer and cookies.”
“They’re going to hurt him?” I shriek.
“If they do, it’ll be because he deserves it.”
What the hell am I hearing? She’s talking about violence against a man like it’s no big deal. It’s weird to think I’m sitting here in my car while some guy is possibly being hurt so close by.
“Come on, Holly, don’t be so soft. You’ve heard the stories about the club over the years.”
Hearing stories and believing them are two different things. Sure, I’ve heard rumours of violence and deaths at the club’s hand, but the people of Willow’s Peak like to gossip about anything and everything, twisting the truth. Not that anyone truly knows the truth of what happens out here.
“Doesn’t it put you off coming out here, though?”
Watching her finish her beer, I regret not bringing mine out.
“They do bad things sometimes, but they’re not bad people.”
Closing her eyes, I take the hint that she’s done with the conversation.
A guy opens the door and shoves a crate in front of it to keep it open.
“Come on, we can go back in.”
The question is, what will we be going back into? I have no idea what goes on within a motorcycle club, and I’m not sure I want to find out.
“I’ll wait here. Tal will come find me.”
“Suit yourself.”
Slipping out of the car, I roll down the window and call out, “Are you safe here?”
Her grin says it all. “Safer than anywhere else. Don’t worry about me, Hols. Been looking after myself long enough to know who the monsters are.”
The fact that nothing ever fazes her makes me jealous.
As Zara walks inside, Tal steps out, stops, and looks around. Spotting my car, he makes his way over.
Bracing his arm along the door, he leans in with a smile that blows me away. He couldn’t have done anything too horrific in the last ten minutes if he comes out with a smile like that.
