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I shrug. “I don’t know what the fuck I am.”
Ace steps forward and claps me on the back, giving my shoulder a squeeze. “What you are, brother, is coming home.” He glances over his shoulder at the biker still on the ground, enjoying every gulp of oxygen he can suck down his throat. “We gonna have a problem with you?”
He’s shaking his head with wide eyes. “He’s fucking crazy,” he shouts. “That motherfucker is fucking crazy!” before scrambling to his feet and taking off, probably to get to his club.
“That’s a story,” Wild Man says, stepping on the other side of me.
I walk between my brothers, knowing they’re here because they’re scared as fuck that I’m losing my shit. They’re here because they give a fuck about me. “I just wanted to fucking think and try to look at some stars. That dumb motherfucker interrupted me.”
“You get your shit sorted out?”
“Yes. No. Maybe?”
Ace’s lips twitch into a reluctant grin, and he shakes his head as we get to the parking lot. “Better to do it at home than out here in the fucking wild. Beverly fucking Hills? Seriously?”
I snort-laugh. “It’s where I ended up when I realized I was too fucked up to ride.”
“At least you figured it out before the troopers had to peel you off the highway.”
“A-fucking-men to that,” Wild Man groans. He and Ace share another look, the same look as earlier, like they’re having a secret conversation without me.
“What the fuck is that about?” I point to both of them. “Tell me. Now.”
“Come on, let’s get back to the clubhouse. You okay to ride?”
“Yeah, man. I’m good.”
* * *
We rideinto the parking lot of the clubhouse, and it really feels good to be home. I even feel bad for that fucking Wizard or Wrexxing or whoever the fuck he was.
“Okay, we’re back. Now tell me everything.”
Ace pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh. “We got the info on Willow’s whereabouts from Maggie.”
“What?”
Ace holds up his hands. “Don’t freak the fuck out. Before we met up earlier to plan to rescue Willow, Gia came to me with a notebook.”
I shake my head because I fucking knew there was something weird about it all. That fucking notebook Maggie has been writing in nonstop was full of details to help us get back at the Bloodthirsty Devils. “So she gave you everything we needed to rescue Willow. Did you help her get out of Angel Harbor?”
Ace and Wild Man look at each other with matching wary expressions.
“What the fuck?”
“She dropped off the notebook, and then she booked it the fuck out of here before anyone could stop her.”
“Bullshit.” I shake my head in disbelief because it doesn’t make sense. “She left without any cash to get her safely the fuck out of here? I don’t believe it.”
Ace gets in my face. “Have I ever lied to you?”
“Other than withholding info about Maggie? No.”
“Fair enough,” he growls and pushes open the clubhouse door. “She’s got a fucking mind of her own, and she left before we made things square between her and the MC.”
I don’t hear another word Ace says because I’m charging across the clubhouse and down the hall to the rooms, specifically to the room where Maggie’s been staying. Even though I know she’s gone, my shoulders fall at the sight of the room, empty except for the silky black scarf and the black bandana lying in the middle of the bed I shared with her plenty of times.
“Fucking Maggie,” I growl.
