Page 24 of His Claim

“I don’t understand,” I rushed. “Why did the house explode?”

“Probably has something to do with the ten pounds of explosives in the basement and the psycho that wants Leo dead,” Bear joked. “Whoever is riding with me, let’s go.” He circled his finger in the air and headed over to his Bronco.

“That was a stupid question, wasn’t it?” I whispered. This was just all so much, and I couldn’t wrap my head around any of it.

Murphy caressed my cheek. “Not stupid, baby girl. We’re all asking the same question. Brandt stepped up his game after all of these years, and none of us know why.”

My eyes connected with his. “And none of you guys are safe until you figure it out,” I sighed.

Murphy nodded. “You’re included in that, Tatum. No one connected to the Banachis is safe until we put Brandt in the ground.”

Creed’s phone rang. “It’s Leo,” he called. He put the phone on speaker and held it out. “You got us,” Creed called.

“Everyone still intact?” Leo called.

“For the most part,” Apollo replied. “A few scrapes and grass stains, but we’re alive.”

“Good.”

“Our vehicle and a few of the Knights’ bikes didn’t make it, though. The old man had to come to rescue us.” Creed smirked. “Though he was drunk, so he had to grab one of the girls to drive.”

“Do we have to be so detailed?” King asked. “We’re good, Leo. For now, at least. As soon as Brandt gets wind that you and your goons aren’t dead, he’s going to come back stronger.”

“This seemed pretty strong to me,” Creed mumbled.

“Head back to the cabin,” Leo ordered.

“Church?” King called.

“Church,” Leo growled. The call ended, and Creed shoved his phone in his pocket. “You know shit is getting serious when Leo starts talking like a biker.”

“Load up. I don’t care what fucking vehicle you’re in as long as you’re in one.” King stalked over to Bear’s Bronco with Frost and Easy following behind him.

“Are you okay?” Murphy asked me.

“Am I okay?” I asked. “I wasn’t almost blown up, so I would say I’m doing pretty good.”

Murphy pulled me into his arms. “I’m sorry you’re being dragged into all of this, baby girl.”

I relaxed into his body and wrapped my arms around his waist. “It’s okay,” I whispered. “My life was pretty boring the past five years. I was due for a little excitement.”

Murphy chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “You’re a nut.”

“Let’s go,” Gravel hollered from the van. “I just told Greta to mix up another round of margaritas.”

“Is he really drunk?” Murphy asked.

I glanced over his shoulder at Gravel, who banged on the dash and pointed at me. “He certainly isn’t sober,” I laughed.

Murphy turned and laughed. “I wasn’t kidding with those stories I told you about the Devil’s Knights, was I?”

I scoffed and pulled out of his arms. “If anything, you didn’t tell me the whole truth. They’re all crazier than you made them sound. Greta might surpass Meg in the crazy department.”

Gravel honked the horn twice.

“He really liked those margaritas, huh?” Murphy chuckled.

“Apparently.”

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