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“We’re not sure,” Cobra told her as he put on a black leather coat. Let’s go!” He barked.
Spectre and Hustler rushed out the door with grim, focused expressions.
“Don’t give me that, Abe. You knowsomething.” Karma persisted. “Lady M?”
“There was a fire at the call center.
My heart stopped. Did he mean where my dad worked?
“What call center, and why all the commotion?” I blurted out, nearing the edge of a full-blown panic. Because I knew exactly where he meant, and Jonah was there.
“I don’t have time for this.” Cobra stared at me for a long second. “Westside Village.”
“Jonah? My dad?” I covered my mouth.
“We’ll keep you posted. I have men guarding the farm.” He kissed Karma and bolted.
Ben hugged Lady M and whispered something to her before he rushed out the back door. Just like that, the kitchen cleared. The sound of truck engines and tail lights faded into the dark.
“Jonah and the others…” I wobbled to a chair at the table and sat before I passed out.
“Reign?” My mom came to my side. “What’s going on?”
“There’s a fire at the call center.”
She shook her head.
“We don’t know the status of anyone. You heard Jonah’s dad and brothers leaving to check it out.”
“We should go too.” She wiped tears off her face.
“No, they want us to stay here,” Lady M told her. “If we try to leave, the guards at the doors will stop us.”
“We’re being guarded?” my mother asked in a displeased tone.
“Protected. We’re being protected because the club has enemies, and we don’t know if this situation is linked to the club.” Lady M eyed me. Did she mean linked to Keg or someone else?
“Let’s hold tight and see what Cobra and Ben find out.” I took my mom’s hand and tugged her to sit down.
“Okay, I’ll wait. For a little bit.” Mom lowered onto the chair beside me, reached for a napkin, and dabbed her eyes.
Staying put would not be easy for any of us.
Please, Jonah, please be okay.
21
Cobra
“Jesus Christ,” my dad muttered from the passenger seat. His gaze was locked on the burning building. “My boys better not be in there.”
“Or my brother,” Mason hissed from the backseat.
Hustler and Spectre were silent. I imagined they felt sick to their stomachs like me. I had never seen anything like that in my life. Several fire units were on-site, spraying down the building and climbing a ladder to the third floor. Police kept the crowd back. EMTs took care of the injured.
My pulse hammered in my head, putting the truck into park.
“Anyone else thinking what I’m thinking?” Huster asked.
