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I waved him off. “I’ve done wire changes before. This is a bigger job, but I can handle it.”

He sighed, leaning against the front of my truck. “Of course you can. I trust you. I still think you’ll need help though and–”

“Don’t worry about that. We’ve got guys who will help her out. She won’t be doin’ it alone,” Brewer commented as he loaded up the last box of wires.

Russel looked surprised, his eyes wide. “Oh? You got qualified people?”

Brewer snorted. “No. But we got plenty of idle hands whose jobs are to follow directions. She’ll be fine. Let’s get going. I’ve got shit to do.”

Nodding, I headed to the driver’s side of my truck. Tyson kept his promise and relaxed in the truck while we loaded up, and he was half asleep when I joined him. Clink didn’t stray far from my side, so Tyson didn’t have any reason to worry. Russel followed me, leaning on my open window with a frown.

“Alright. Remember to make sure the power’s out and that they don't do any stupid shit like use their teeth to strip wires. Rookies are all the same, too eager to get shit done to do it right the first time.”

When I raised an eyebrow, he rolled his eyes. “Remind me to tell you about Angelo’s first week. Call me if you need anything, or you wanna talk through any complicated rewiring, yeah?”

“Yep. I’ll call. See you later, Russel.”

He patted my door and waved me off and I wiggled my fingers at him as I pulled out of the lot.

Since the ride in was so easy, I figured the same would happen on the way back. I still drove cautiously. Tyson looked uncomfortable, and I didn’t want to hit any bumps and put him through more pain. We were just hitting the long stretch of road between the city and the town where the MC was when someone pulled out in front of me on a large motorcycle. I slammed on my breaks, sucking in a sharp breath, and I heard Tyson grunt as we both got choked by the seatbelts. Luckily, we hadn’t picked up speed yet, so I didn’t hit anyone, but it was a close call.

When I locked eyes on the guy who’d pulled out in front of me, a slow smirk crossed his face. The guys, who were behind me, started shouting at the man and he flashed me a dangerous grin before taking off, heading in the opposite direction. The look he gave me felt almost ominous, and I shivered and swallowed hard.

“You okay?”

Tyson gripped my shoulder for a second. I wasn’t sure he saw what I did, but I didn't want to stress him out. I shook off the unsettled feeling and forced a small smile.

“Yeah. That was close.”

He looked disgruntled, watching as two of the guys split off to follow whoever had pulled in front of me. “Let’s get moving before someone else stupid cuts you off.”

CHAPTER 31

SAM

Clink was avoiding me. Ever since that guy cut me off on the road, he’s been keeping his distance from me. He followed us back to the MC and introduced me to a few of the guys who would be helping me, then he took off. Since then, he was barely around and he wouldn’t look in my direction whenever he was back. It hurt my feelings, and I threw myself into my work to stop myself from thinking about it.

“Yo! Electrician!”

I rolled my eyes. Some of the guys were polite enough, but a few of them avoided saying my name and called me electrician instead. It was annoying, and I refused to answer them after the first few times I’d told them to use my name.

“Can she hear me up there?”

“Who knows? Go up there and ask her yourself.”

“Fuck that. It’s hot as fuck up there.”

I didn't know who was talking, nor did I care. I was in a crawl space between the top floor and the roof, feeding some wires through to the main floor. Drop ceilings were convenient for wiring, but lacked decent ventilation, so yeah, it was hot.

“What the fuck are you two idiots doing? Don’t you have shit you’re supposed to be doing right now?”

That voice I recognized. Chase was nice. He was the main person to help me, ordering around the prospects to give me a hand, and helping me guide wires between rooms. I’d be happy about his help if he wasn’t doing the job Clink said he’d do. I was getting resentful.

“Hey, Sam?”

Without moving from my spot, I growled at him. “What?”

I heard noise from him climbing the ladder before he poked his head into the crawlspace. “Holy shit, it’s hot up here. How can you stand it?”

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