Page 93 of The Devil's Curve


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“Yeah.”

Steph frowned. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Josie said. “It’s dumb. It’s my mind…”

“No, it’s serious. Bad things happen there.”

Josie cut off Steph as she tried to walk to the bathroom. “Listen, Steph. The family thing there is real. And what they’ll do for you and your daughter. I’m so sorry things happened the way they did. With…him.”

Steph touched her stomach. “I’m trying not to think about it.”

“I know. I’m sorry for the way I said what I said. But I still mean it. I would never wish harm on anyone, but your daughter is going to be so loved. Even without her father.”

“And what do I tell her?”

“You have years to worry about that,” Josie said. “And you’ll be the one to make that decision. You’re going to be an amazing mother, Steph. I know it.”

“I can’t stop thinking about it. That I’m going to mess up my daughter’s life because of this life.”

“No,” Josie said. “Don’t think that way. You should be proud of yourself. You’re working. You’re making money. You’ve got a big family. Even if they’re not blood.”

Steph nodded. “Thank you, Josie. For everything you’ve ever done for me. I don’t know if I’ve ever appreciated it.”

“I got your back. Now go get a shower and have some fun. Just no stupid stuff.”

“I’m already pregnant,” Steph said. “What other trouble can I get into?”

They laughed but it made Josie’s stomach do a backflip.

As much as Steph was trying hard to grow up and understand life, she was far from truly understanding a lot about it.

And the problem with trouble was that you didn’t always need to go looking for it to have it find you.

Which was a lesson waiting…

Chapter Nineteen

The last personReese expected to see at the clubhouse was D.O. He ran therunnersand was inside the Back Down Devil MC clubhouse, which was a pretty big thing to see. They didn’t let people into the clubhouse from rival crews and clubs. But there D.O. sat with a beer in hand, wearing all black. He looked right at Reese and gave a nod. A second later, the second in command for therunnersappeared.

Walking next to Levi, File was tall and thick with massive muscle that was not natural at all.

“What is this?” Reese asked.

Levi waved him over and a second later, Reese was standing there with Levi, D.O., and File.

“We have a problem, my brother,” D.O. said in his smooth and always relaxed voice.

“I can see that,” Reese said. “A couple of street movers making their way into my clubhouse.”

“I invited them,” Levi said.

“Why?” Reese asked.

“We have something you want,” File said.

He had a gold-filled smile and his eyes were full of murder. He got the nameFilebecause he had a nasty street reputation of filing off fingers and toes by hand. That was how he got information for therunners.

“What do you have for us?” Reese asked.

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