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“Tank?” Dix shouts his name so loud I wince. “No shit. You and Tank?”

I ignore the shock on his face and turn my focus back to Ace. “You’re not going to tell me anything?” I ask, my eyes narrow to slits.

“Sophie. I can’t tell you anything, because, as of right now, I don’t know anything. I appreciate everything you’ve done for us over the past few years. Seriously. If you feel like you’re in danger, you are more than welcome to stay here. ”

Stay here?I shake my head because that’s not a real option. “I can’t.”

He shrugs. “Then I can’t help you. With the shit at the clinic, losing Nova and Tank, I have a lot to deal with right now.”

I’m angry. No, fuck that, I’m furious, and I just want to cry because I’m that chick, the one who gets so angry she cries.

“Fine. Don’t help me, then. Whatever. I’m out of here.” I hitch my purse up on my shoulder and look around the clubhouse one last time. Tank loves this place. He speaks so fondly about it and the people inside, but I don’t get it.

I just do not fucking get it.

I stomp to my car and yank open the door, dropping behind the wheel and letting the tears flow for a few minutes until I can safely drive. A knock sounds on the window, and it’s Shades. I lower the window and ask, “What?”

He slips an envelope inside the car, and it lands on my lap. “To help you get through the next few months. We really do appreciate what you’ve done, Sophie.”

I want to believe him, but I don’t. I take the hush money because they owe it to me. “Thanks.”

I start the engine with a grunt as Shades saunters back inside the clubhouse. I take off with the fury that only an emotional, hormonal woman can possess.

I go left out of the parking lot instead of right, just to be sure that no cars of any color are following me. Just when safety settles in, a car approaches from the rear too fast, and I tap my brakes to alert them that traffic is slowing down, but it doesn’t do any good. I quickly get over to the right lane and make the next right to avoid being rear-ended by the speeding asshole.

The car makes the same turn and starts the dance all over again, barreling forward and advancing on me with purpose. My heart beats so hard I can hear it in my ears. The car slowly rolls up beside me. A man with tan skin and dark eyes sits in the passenger seat with an evil smile on his face, fingers pointing at me like a gun, which he clicks twice in a shooting motion before the car peels away. I pull over to the side of the street and just sit there, staring in shock.

Did that really just happen?

It did just happen, and I have no fucking clue why it happened. Ace refuses to tell me anything, and I’m scared shitless, and now I can’t even go to Josie or my mom because I want them safe.

“Shit, I can’t even go home.”

Where can I go?

The police, duh.

The police. Yes. Sheriff Doherty.

I sit there until my hands stop shaking, and then I make the call. “Sheriff Doherty, please.”

“Please hold.” The woman doesn’t wait for me to agree. She just puts me on hold with the relaxing music that’s not at all relaxing. “May I ask who’s calling?”

I roll my eyes. “Sophie Harmon. I’m a citizen of Angel Harbor. It’s important, vitally so.” The woman puts me on hold again, and I let out a small scream.

“Ms. Harmon, how may I help you?” The Sheriff’s grizzled voice should relax me but it doesn’t. The sound of his voice has me rethinking this plan to talk to law enforcement. I’ve worked along the MC long enough to know that this isn’t the right way. “Ms. Harmon?”

“Sorry, yes, I’m here.” I suck in a deep breath and launch into today’s threat. “No, I don’t know who it is. Just like I don’t know who was following me last night and sat outside my apartment all night, or who was driving the blue car that tried to run me off the freeway.” My words rush out, and by the time I finish, I’m breathless.

“Okay.” His voice is calm and even because of course, it is. He’s been doing this for a long time. “Do you have any enemies?”

“I’m sure I do, but none I know of who might do something like this.” I pause, still hesitating because I think this is a bad call. But then I remember Ace, refusing to give me any information, and I admit to him about mysomethingwith Tank.

“I know he’s locked up, but that’s the only thing I can think of, then again, no one knew about us until today when I told Ace.”

“Ace?” He sounds a little too interested, but I push forward, a woman on a mission to stay alive. “Reckless Souls Ace?”

“Yes. I figured he would at least tell me if I was in some kind of danger, but he refused to tell me anything, and now I’m too scared to go home. Too scared to go to my mom or my best friend, so I’ve been sitting here on the side of the road for the past hour.”

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