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I grunt, knowing exactly which road she was on.
“That’s when Gemma found me.”
“Gemma?”
Sonya points to someone standing by the front door. I missed her completely on my way in.
“Thank you, Gemma,” I tell her sincerely. “You kept my woman safe, so now you have the protection of the Savage Saints.”
The little lady’s eyes widen, and then she does the strangest thing. She curtsies.“Thank you, uh, Mr. Blade. I mean, Mr. President. President Blade? Oooh, that’s a kickass villain name. Not that you’re a villain. You have the sweetest girlfriend. And—” she cuts herself off, her cheeks bright red. “And anyway. Uh, thank you. I’ll just… yup. I’ll go.” The odd woman spins and walks out the door. She pauses and looks at Sonya over her shoulder. “I wrote my number on a piece of paper and put it in your pocket. Call me when you feel better, and we can hang out without the handcuffs.”
Sonya laughs and agrees, and the women wave at each other as Gemma skips out the door. I’ll have to remember to ask Sonya about her new friend later. If she needs a motorcycle or a car or a fucking castle, I’ll find a way to get it to her. She helped the love of my life when I couldn’t, and I’ll forever be in her debt.
“Let’s get you home, love,” I murmur to Sonya, finally setting her on her feet.
No sooner do I turn to leave than the front door swings open… revealing a goddamn police officer. My gun is trained on him in less than a second, along with every one of my men in the room. The bastard wants to finish the job? I’d like to see him try.
“Give me one good reason not to fill your head with bullets,” I grit.
The officer holds his hands up in surrender, his eyes panning around the room and growing wider as he sees how many guns he’s up against.
Sonya tugs on my arm, and I glance at her crouching behind me. “He’s the one who was driving,” she whispers.
I cock my gun, aiming for the fucker’s forehead.
“Wait! I didn’t know!” he protests. “This is my second week on the job. I just transferred from San Francisco. As the newest one on the force, I was assigned a lot of prison transfers since no one likes doing them. I was told she was another transfer.”
“Bullshit,” I growl, taking aim again. “You weren’t in a cop car. Hard to miss that detail.”
“I know. I was told the vehicle was going up for auction soon, so they stripped the identifying markers and dividers to get it ready to sell. It took me a bit too long to recognize what a dumb lie that was. In fact, I realized it as she woke up. I was slowing down and had the doors unlocked. She bailed before I had a chance to stop.”
“You chased after me,” Sonya says, peeking out from behind me.
“I wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt, but then I saw you talking with another woman, and she was helping you out of the cuffs. I didn’t want to scare you further, so I hung back a bit and followed you until you got to the Savage Saints clubhouse.”
“She’s safe here,” I inform him, my tone icy.
“I can see that now, but I wasn’t sure. She’s been through a lot.”
“Thanks to your brothers in blue,” I spit out.
The man surprises me by nodding. “I figured that out as well.” He turns to address Sonya, now standing at my side, her hand wrapped around mine. “Are you okay? Are you safe here? I’m sorry for my part.”
Sonya narrows her eyes at him and squares her shoulders. “Why should we trust you?”
I grin at her, falling more in love with my woman by the second.
“Because I think we have a similar goal in mind. Weeding out the dirty cops in this town and reclaiming it. What do you say?”
“You want to team up?” Sonya asks.
The officer shrugs.
“You want to be our man on the inside,” I correct.
He nods, his palms still facing out in surrender.
I stare into his green eyes, noting that he’s shaking slightly, but his gaze is steady. The man can’t be more than twenty-five, so his story about being a rookie checks out. If he were lying, it wouldn’t make sense for him to show his face at the clubhouse. He took a huge risk stepping foot in here.
