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“I locked your car. I’m putting an immediate suspension on your license in the state of North Carolina pending a hearing.”
“I’m so sorry, officer. I’m sorry.”
“I understand. I hope you understand my job is to keep everyone driving this road as safe as I can. That includes you.”
“Yes, sir.”
Chapter Four
Cyclone
“What the fuck is she doing in North Carolina?” I realized the situation I’d gotten me and Willa into wasn’t ideal, but her discomfort was no reason to take off and worry her parents. She wasn’t in an unsafe situation. There was no way I’d ever hurt Willa -- or any woman for that matter -- simply because we’d both been drunk and not considering it wasn’t a good idea for us to be behaving like we did. At worst, seeing each other would be a bit awkward for a while, but it was just sex. Most adults had sex at some point in their life. Besides, even if she felt unsafe or thought I’d use my position to harm her in any way, all she had to do was go to her daddy and Trucker’d take care of me. And I’d be dead.
“Not sure.” Data was moving his mouse from one screen to another, alternately typing and clicking until he got the information he wanted. “Her phone’s at the Haywood County Jail. Looks like her car’s been impounded.”
“Fuck!” I scrubbed a hand over my face. “What do they have her on?”
Data’s face was hard, his brows knit together. “Speeding and reckless driving. She was arrested a couple hours ago. They’re still processing her. Looks like she was doing ninety-eight in a sixty.”
“And they arrested her for that? I realize North Carolina is real hard-ass with shit like that, but actually arresting her seems a bit of an overkill.”
Data shook his head. “Not sure, brother. Like I said, she’s still in processing.”
“Reach out to them. Make her bail so she can come home.”
“I can make her bail, but she’s gonna need someone to go get her. They’ve suspended her license pending her trial date.”
I took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. Calm. I needed calm. “Just pay her bail. Get her a taxi to a hotel and send the info to my phone. And send me a virtual key so I can get in when I get there.”
“Maybe you should send Trucker after her. Or ask Ice and Dawn. Cain and Angel would go, too. You don’t seem to be in the best frame of mind for the job.”
“You’re about three seconds away from pissing me the fuck off, Data. I realize I’m a couple decades younger than you, but I’m capable of rounding up one small woman on my own.”
“Hey. Ain’t sayin’ you aren’t capable. Just sayin’ you don’t want to scare the girl to death or Trucker’ll have your hide.”
“If one more person reminds me how Willa is Trucker’s little darlin’. I think I’ll puke.” I muttered the complaint under my breath, but it was really becoming a problem. Yes, I’d fucked up. I got it. The reminder that my neck was on the line was not needed. Besides that, I already felt bad about the whole thing. Well, not the whole thing. That night I’d spent with Willa would haunt me for the rest of my life. The woman was all kinds of special. So sweet and innocent, with a willingness to let me corrupt her and never question anything I did. She’d followed where I led and hadn’t looked back.
“What happened between you and Willa, Cyclone?” Data’s wife, Zora, narrowed her eyes at me.
I mimicked her expression just to piss her off. “What makes you think anything happened between me and Willa?”
Zora rolled her eyes. “Well, she didn’t leave the club to go find herself or whatever excuse she gave Trucker and Helen. The rumor is she was seen leaving your room in the wee hours of the morning a few weeks ago wearing nothing but a very oversized T-shirt.”
“That’s the rumor, huh?”
She shrugged. “Well, that, and I did some digging. Security cameras are a bitch when you’re trying to hide an illicit affair.”
“Zora…” Data glanced at his wife.
She just lifted her chin stubbornly. “It’s true. You saw it same as me. Though, I have no idea why he took Willa to his room instead of hers or someplace neutral if he didn’t intend to make her his.”
Data scrubbed a hand over his beard. “Honey, we talked about this. Pretty sure both of them were more than a little drunk.”
“So? Is that any excuse for him to avoid her for weeks afterward? How would you feel if he’d done it to Eleanor or Alice?”
“No, baby.” Data reached over to squeeze Zora’s knee. “It’s not an excuse. And you know I’d kill him if it had been one of the girls.” Data didn’t look at me and I knew that was on purpose. He was trying to diffuse the situation with me and Zora, but yeah. I was very much in the wrong.
Zora looked me in the eyes, obviously wanting to drive her point home. “She’s a good girl, Cyclone. If you don’t want her, that’s fine, but don’t ignore her like she’s nothing. I get that you don’t love her or feel anything other than friendship for her. You watched her grow up so I’m sure the situation isn’t comfortable, but she deserves for you to acknowledge whatever happened between you.” She stabbed me in the chest hard with her finger. “You make it right.”
