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“Nice,” she smiled. “I was wondering how you sent over a person that actually helped Jada. She told me she got to take two days off in a row the other day.”

“She normally doesn’t do that?” I asked.

She wrinkled her nose and shrugged. “Jada could, but she doesn’t. I guess since her best friend isn’t working, she doesn’t feel the need to be there all of the time.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “Soon, you’ll be back in the bookstore with Jada.”

“Even though you aren’t Jada’s biggest fan?”

It wasn’t that I didn’t like Jada; she just rubbed me the wrong way. It probably had something to do with the fact she questioned everything I said, but I wasn’t going to waste my time figuring it out. Tatum called her every day by seven, and she had some questions or demands of me each day.

I was getting sick of it.

Getting Jada off my ass was a big motivator to find Brandt. The sooner we did that, the sooner Jada would leave me the hell alone.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

“Maybe that is Jada wanting her daily visitation call,” I muttered. I pulled my phone out and was surprised to see Creed’s name.

“Is it her?” Tatum asked.

I shook my head. “Creed.” I connected the call and put the phone to my ear. “Hello?” I had talked to Leo and the guys earlier today and didn’t expect to hear from Creed so soon.

“He’s moving,” Creed replied softly.

“When?” I demanded.

“One of his aliases popped up two hours ago at a motel outside of La Crosse. We got confirmation from the front desk guy that it is Brandt.”

Son of a bitch. I knew it would only be a matter of time before he moved on Leo. “I’m assuming Leo knows.”

“Of course. He wanted me to call and let you know.”

“Does he know that Apollo, Princeton, and I will be there in the morning?”

Creed chuckled. “That would be a negative. He’s still got it in his head that you guys must stay as far away as possible.”

“Well, sometimes Leo doesn’t always know best.” My eyes connected with Tatum, and she looked at me expectantly. “I’ll let you know when we’re headed your way.” I ended the call and set my phone on the table.

“Good news?” she asked.

I nodded and stole another bite of her meatloaf. “How does spending some time with the Devil’s Knights seem, baby girl? I need to get some work done in Minnesota for a few days.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Tatum

“Come home to me.”

“You calling the Devil’s Knights clubhouse home now?”

I rolled my eyes and draped my arms over Murphy’s shoulders. “Home is wherever we’re together.” Sappy, I know, but I was about to kiss Murphy goodbye, and there was a chance he might not come back.

“In that case, I’ll come home to you, baby girl.” He pressed a soft, sweet kiss to my lips.

We had left the cabin early this morning, making the trip to the Devil’s Knights clubhouse in just under four hours, and had only stopped for a light breakfast and gas when we were halfway.

Apollo and Princeton had arrived last night, and their families were already settled into the clubhouse. I didn’t want Murphy to leave, but I knew this was the best place for me. I had tried to argue that I should go with Murphy, but that lasted about five seconds.

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