Page 25 of Smoke Bomb


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Gage took most of the food with him out to the truck he was driving. I followed with the pie and garlic bread. He took over arranging everything in the backseat, so I let him handle it and went to get into the passenger seat. It felt good to be getting out. Last night had been difficult. Huck seemed to be a problem for me, and as much as I wished I could hate him, I couldn’t.

“What exactly does Huck do at the bike repair shop?” I asked when Gage was pulling out of the garage.

“Mostly works on Harleys. That’s his Harley in the last parking spot in the garage. It’s his specialty. But he works on all kinds of bikes.”

“Motorcycles then. Not actual bikes.” I realized I had misunderstood.

Gage laughed. “Yeah, motorcycles.”

I could see Huck on a motorcycle. He looked like the type. I remembered the Harley I’d noticed outside the church when we left to go to the gravesite for Hayes’s funeral. I’d wondered then who it belonged to, but with all the other going on at the moment, I’d forgotten about it.

“Do you and Levi work there too?” I assumed he had to have help other than Ray-Ray, who apparently liked to give blow jobs.

He smirked. “I can’t fix shit. Levi knows a little. Huck has a few guys who work for him.”

I watched out the window as we drove away from the house.

“How did you like last night’s get-together?”

I turned to look at him to see if he was being serious. He was grinning. Figured. For a man who would hold a gun to your head with no issue whatsoever, he sure liked to make jokes.

“Memorable,” I replied.

He threw his head back and laughed. Gage wasn’t as tall, wide, attractive as Huck, but he wasn’t hard on the eyes. Neither was Levi. They all had their own appeal. If you overlooked the fact that they were criminals.

“Can I ask you something?”

He glanced over at me. “Shoot.”

“Are y’all in a gang?” I asked.

He let out another laugh and flashed me a grin. “No, Trinity. We are not a gang.”

I continued to look at him, waiting on some kind of explanation.

He shrugged. “There is some shit that I can’t share. You’re new. You checked out, but that doesn’t mean we just trust you. Think of it as a family. We might not be related, but we are thicker than blood.”

That answered nothing. I wanted to point out his attempt at killing me, but I let it go. They didn’t want me to know. I was stuck with them until it was safe for me to be on my own again. I could live with that. How long could that take?

Gage pulled into a parking lot. The sign out front saidHuck’s, nothing more. However, the motorcycles lined up outside and the ones that could be seen through the windows made it clear what this was.

“Good luck,” Gage said, opening the door and getting out.

“With what?” I asked.

He opened the back door and started taking out the food. “With Huck.”

I froze. “But you said—”

Gage started laughing again, cutting me off. “Kidding, Trinity. Get your cute ass out of the truck and come on.”

All I could do now was hope that Huck was in a good mood. I had apple pie and ice cream. He couldn’t be mad at me if I had that, right?

Gage led the way as we went to the side door of the shop, and he opened it, then held the door for me to go inside.

“Turn right, head to the back,” he told me.

I turned right but waited for him. I was not about to walk into a room with Huck without Gage being in there first. He walked past me and smirked. I sighed and followed behind him. Right now, he was my only champion, and I didn’t need to make him mad. No need to say anything sarcastic.

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