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Maven glares at me, the hatred she feels for me radiating off her like those fucking cartoon clouds. “None of your fucking business. What are you still doing here?”
I shrug and turn to see if I can find a more receptive audience. “Where’s Nova?”
“Not here,” Gia growls.
Shit, even the pink-haired chick is pissed. Maybe I’m not gonna get any answers. “All right.” I look around the room, and I can feel the animosity aimed at me from every last one of these women. “Cool. Thanks.” I head toward the door with my head held high.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Gia calls after me, anger in her tone.
I arch my brows and form a cynical smile. “I need to head to the clinic to see if I can find Nova to give me some more bandages before I take off,” then shoot back, “Not that it’s any of your fucking business. See ya, bitches.”
McKenna lays a hand on my shoulder. “Maggie, wait.”
I push her off me, my gaze warning her to back off. Not that I’d hit a pregnant chick, but she needs to back the fuck off. “No thanks. Your hospitality has been seriously fucking overwhelming, but it’s time I head out.”
“Where are you going?”
“Why do you even give a shit?” The answer to that is simple. They don’t. “I made a deal with your club, and they didn’t hold up their end of the bargain, so I’m getting the fuck out of here.”
Gia gets in my face, pushing my chest until I stumble back. “I don’t fucking think so.”
Fire flashes in my eyes, pulsing through my veins because the last time I was in this situation, surrounded by angry, feral bitches, I was left for dead. I snarl and brace my feet on the floor, shoving her back with as much force I can muster. “I didn’t ask you what you think, goth bitch.”
Gia’s lips quirk into a grin. “Nice. Haven’t heard that one before,” she deadpans. “Just because you’re suckin’ Nova’s dick doesn’t make you an old lady. You have no fucking right to know what is—or isn’t—going on around here.”
She’s right, and it’s just the reminder I need. “Good point,” I say with a phony baloney smile. “See you never,chicas.” I stroll toward the front door when another hand grips my shoulder.
“Keep your scrawny ass here until the men are back, and chill the fuck out,” Gia growls. “Or else.”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll get right on that,” I say sarcastically as I unzip the bag and toss the notebook at Gia’s feet before picking up the bag and readjusting it over my shoulder.
I look around one last time, half appreciative of these women who showed me kindness when they didn’t have to and half pissed off because they were just furthering the plans of their club. “Thanks for the scarf. I left it on the bed,” I tell Kenna and then push through the door that takes me to the parking lot. The street just beyond is my first goal.
And then I’ll keep going until this place is in my rearview. Until Nova’s just a man I used to know.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
Nova
“All right,” Wild Man begins, his gaze landing on each of us gathered in the semi-circle around him. “We’ve narrowed Willow’s location down to two houses.” He rattles off the addresses of both places. One is just outside the city limits of Angel Harbor, and the other is in the heart of L.A.
A frown crosses my face, along with a few questions. “How’d you narrow down the houses?”
Maggie was supposed to provide us with this information. “You said it would take weeks to narrow it down.”
Wild Man’s gaze shoots toward Ace, and they have a silent communication that makes me feel as if they’re keeping something from me. “Gia’s been working double duty.”
“Bullshit,” I reply.
“Now’s not the time,” Shades says. “Right now, we save Willow. Got it?”
I nod. “Yep. Got it.” Unease slides through me, but I shake it off because I need to focus on this mission. I promised Banger we would do everything to get his woman back, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m a patched member of this club, and what Ace says, goes.
So I’ll shut my mouth and take orders like a good little soldier.
Wild Man gives a short nod and reverts back into planning mode. “Preacher and Stone will head to the house on Elk Grove. Rumor has it this is just a stash house, but it would also be a good place to hold someone hostage.”
“Why?” Ace’s question tells me more than anything else that this is new intel, and it sounds like it came from Maggie.
