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No one knew all the details except for Jonathon and me. Well, and Kent Bing, he wasn’t alive to tell anyone.

We were the only ones alive who were going to know.

Everyone else knew the story I wanted them to know.

“We’ve known each other since I was in third grade, Dorothy. We lost touch when I moved to live with my grandmother.” I grabbed the container of food she had set on my desk and flipped back the lid. “You weren’t kidding when you said we had plenty of food.”

“Which is why you and your biker could have gotten reacquainted over lunch.” Dorothy pointed at me. “And I know there is more to the story than what you are telling me. You weren’t looking at Mace like he was no one from your past.”

“That was a shock, Dorothy, and I’m over it. Now, why don’t we eat lunch, and then I can finish working on the casket order.”

Dorothy popped a fry into her mouth and frowned. “Fine, but I just want you to know that I don’t believe you, and I am going to get to the bottom of whatever is going on with you and the biker boy.”

“He’s not a boy, Dorothy,” I sighed.

“Oh, honey,” Dorothy wiggled her eyebrows. “I could clearly see that. I’m just glad to know you saw it, too.”

Oh, I saw that Jonathon, now Mace, was all man. The boy I had known fifteen years ago was replaced with a wall of a man that drove a motorcycle and looked like he could lift me without even breaking a sweat.

My eyes dropped to my food, and my stomach rolled.

I just wished I knew what he was doing here after all these years.

*

Chapter Five

Mace

“Ready to head back?”

I shook my head and pushed my sunglasses over my eyes. “She was busy working. I’m coming back tonight.”

“I gotta get back to the clubhouse, man.”

I sat on my bike and looked up at the blue sky. “Then head back, and I’ll be back tonight.”

Jinx shook his head. “I’m not leaving you here alone.”

I spread my arms wide and laughed. “I’m pretty sure I’m not going to get into any trouble in sleepy Jackson, Jinx. This area is my old stomping grounds, and they haven’t changed much.”

“This isn’t where you grew up, though, right?”

I shook my head. “Sutter Creek. We drove through it to get here.”

“How did that feel?” Jinx asked.

“Felt like a place I don’t belong in anymore. I got out of there the second I graduated high school and haven’t thought about it since.”

“At least not until Mayor Bing decided to have you go down for his brother’s murder,” Jinx drawled.

“Yeah, well, I can tell you that really was a curve ball out of left field.” Kent Bing’s death was always in the back of my mind, but I didn’t think Darrin Bing would be the one to make me go down for it. It had been a cold case for years and should have stayed that way.

“So what the hell are you going to do for the next five hours?” Jinx asked.

I shrugged and threw my leg over my bike. “Kill time, brother. You can head back to the clubhouse. Ain’t nothing going to happen to me in Jackson. No one knows me here, and that is the way it is going to stay.”

Jinx shook his head and shrugged. “If you say so. One call, and you know the whole club will be here for you.”

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