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She chuckled and shook her head. “Fruity Pebbles.” She turned to Kase. “You’re a clever one, aren’t ya?”

Caden never looked away from her. She had every opportunity to hurt his dad earlier, but instead, she chose to help him. His options were limited at this point.

“Okay, you follow Kase, I will stay behind you.” He stepped closer, pointing his finger in her face, inches from her small round nose. “You make one wrong turn or take off? I’m gonna find you, and then I’m gonna kill you. You got me?”

Her eyes widened, laced with amusement. “Kill me, huh?”

“I’m serious.”

She moved closer, grasping his finger in her hand. “I promise I won’t hurt him.” His hand dropped, but she hadn’t let go. Her soft hand clasped against his, sending a heated rush over his body.

“Oh hell,” Kase said. The gravel crunched under his heavy boots. Seconds later Caden heard the rumble of his engine. All the while he stood over Marissa, glaring down at her, their hands clasped together.

“I’m not going to hurt him, Caden, I promise.”

“Why should I believe you?”

She tilted her head. “You shouldn’t.” She paused. “But you do,” she whispered.

She squeezed his hand and slowly stepped back. Who the fuck was this woman? Marissa released his hand and stalked back to her car. Trusting a complete stranger was absurd, but for some reason he couldn’t explain, he walked back to his bike and mounted it, blaring the engine. He couldn’t tear his gaze away as she opened her door and slid in the driver’s seat.

Seconds later, her engine started, and the brake lights beamed. He’d stay close. If she tried anything, she’d never get away, not from both of them. And in the off chance she did, they’d find her. Hell would rain down on her ass if the MC was called in.

Caden stayed close behind her small compact and followed as they drove down the exit and onto the highway.

Chapter Two

Marissa spent the ten-minute ride listening to Jack. He seemed like an entirely different person than the man she stumbled upon an hour ago. She glanced down at the time. Make that an hour and a half.

These were definitely backroads as the light was limited to the taillights and the headlights from the motorcycles. She veered right to follow Kase down an even more desolate road.

“Been living out here my whole life. Grew up in this tiny shithole.” Jack snorted as he peered out the window. “Didn’t mind it so much back when I was running the club. Always on the road, made me miss this place.” He chuckled. “I was a damn fucking fool for missing any of this pit of a town.”

“Small towns have their charm,” Marissa said.

She felt Jack turn in the seat, and she glanced over at him. He was smiling and shaking his head. She wasn’t sure what he saw when he looked at her, but whatever it was, it seemed to send him to a happy place.

“Always been sweet, Coll.” He laughed and lifted his hand, pointing toward the left. She followed his lead and Kase’s, pulling into the driveway. The lawn was a steep hill, and the house set back at least an acre off the road.

“Where should I park?”

“Pull up to the gate.”

She slowed down, passing the house on her left, and caught a glimpse of an older home, a large cape that had seen better days. From the quick view, it seemed average, maybe a small three-bedroom with dormers on the second floor. The porch wrapped around one side. She followed Kase past the house and saw the large gate Jack had referred to. The gate was open, and with her light shining, it seemed like a small fortress beyond the metal barrier.

Without inquiry, Jack offered up an explanation. “Back there is the garage, my boy Cade’s business.” Marissa stretched her neck to get a better view. It seemed to be an enormous lot with two fairly large outbuildings that appeared to be two-story garages. Aside from the lights on the building, it was dark. She scanned the area. Whatever Caden did, he must have done it well. She was tempted to ask but resisted. It was none of her business anyway.

Just past the house on the left was a square brick building.

“They’re apartments. Small and shitty. Told him he needs to do some updating, but the little pissant never did take my advice.”

“You rent them out?” She turned to Jack, who was opening the door.

“Not legally. Just some friends and some guys who work for Cade. C’mon.” Jack slid out the door, gesturing her to follow. She bit her lip and gripped the steering wheel. She needed to get back on the road before it got too late.

“Jack, I’m gonna…” She lunged forward when she saw Jack stumble and grab for the door. He fell forward out the door, and she ripped off her seatbelt and rushed to the passenger side of the car. When she made her way around the bumper, Jack was righting himself.

“Are you okay?”

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