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“Good.” Acknowledging that we were safe for the moment, I let the news sink in. “Troy? Get your ass in here and pack whatever you need. You’re coming with us.”
“I’d prefer to go deep undercover.”
“I’m sure you would,” D said smoothly. “But can you go in deep if you’re hauling a kid around with you? Seeing as you apparently have a daughter…”
Technically, you could. I’d done it myself but not everyone had an ex in an MC that had severe authority issues. I was just lucky that way, I guessed.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Troy’s response told me two things. One, that she did indeed have a daughter, which was insane to me. Christ, not just insane, but impossible.
Second, that she wouldn’t give us any shit about coming with—the woman could bicker at her reflection in the bathroom so I wouldn’t have put it past her.
We were allies and had worked together in the past, but she was so far down the rabbit hole that even friends were foes.
I got it.
So, I didn’t judge and wanted to help, but you could only help people who wanted it and Troy rarely did.
Stomping into the house like a five-year-old, grumbling with each step, I watched her until she disappeared, then I climbed to my feet and leaned against the wall.
We were safe.
Conor was safe.
Relief made the starch in my knees disappear.
“Come to me, Star.”
The words were whispered for me alone, and amid D and Troy’s sniping, I heard them and felt them settle in deep.
Straight to my bones.
Etching them with his name.
Giving me the strength to hunt him down.
I strode from the bedroom that I’d selected as my secondary nest and I rushed into the hall. It was a big place, so it took me rounding a few corners before I found him, a gun, and his computer gear scattered on the floor nearby.
Beside him, Troy was knocking on the door to what I assumed was a safe room, and his curiosity had him watching her while also looking down the hallway for me to show up.
When he spotted me, his curiosity faded and he gravitated toward me as quickly as I did him.
We rushed into one another’s arms, holding each other tightly, enough that it hurt. Tight enough that I’d bruise. Tight enough that I’d still feel his embrace when he let go.
“We’ll see tomorrow,” he whispered in my ear.
I closed my eyes and nodded. “I knew we would but…”
“But…,” he agreed.
We both knew nothing was guaranteed in this life.
My cell buzzed.
“Mom!”
The pair of us slackened our embrace at the sound of a little girl’s voice.
