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The cop shut the door while Mr. Raven climbed in the other side to sit beside me in the back seat.
“Take a few deep breaths, Danica. Everything will be all right.”
I certainly hoped so. I couldn’t afford to spend the night in jail. Not only did I need to help Lemon with her project, but I had to work in the morning. And yeah, I realized I had bigger problems, but I was in shock.
“Don’t worry about any of that,” Raven said. “I’ll have you out in a couple of hours.”
“Did I say that out loud?”
He smiled gently. “You did. It’s OK. I’ll take care of everything. We’ll have you back with your sisters in no time.”
I watched Wylde help the girls into the Bronco. He turned to look at me, giving me an encouraging nod. I had no idea how this situation happened or why Wylde had come so quickly or even how Apple happened to know someone who immediately sent Wylde to us, but I was grateful. If there was one thing I knew, it was that Wylde was a man of his word. He was also wicked intelligent.
Once we were out of sight, I let out a little shuddering sob before sucking it up and getting myself back under control. I couldn’t break down. Now yet. Later. When I was back in my own home behind closed doors, I’d let it all out. Right now, I had to be strong. And I would. For myself. For my sisters. I’d get through this, and all would be well.
At least, I hoped so.
Chapter Three
Wylde
I paced restlessly in my office. I’d already sifted through the information from Danica’s arrest. The nine-one-one call came from the store manager, who was acting on a tip from an anonymous source. The security footage had been erased, but I’d recovered it and found Little Miss Thang, Jordan, had been the one to take the paint vials from the shelf. Then she’d bumped into Danica, which was likely when she’d planted them in Danica’s purse. I’d forwarded all this to Raven. He’d hotly growled that I’d breached chain of custody and gotten the information without a warrant and blah blah blah…
Bottom line was, he’d convinced the police Danica was innocent and they’d let her out. Raven was bringing her back to the clubhouse now. Which was the reason for my pacing. There was no way I was letting her go back to her house with the girls until I knew for certain she was safe. Jordan might not try anything else, but she’d just become my number one target. It would give me great pleasure to ruin her life. The only thing stopping me was Apple and Lemon. And who named their children Apple and Lemon anyway?
“Do the two of you ever shut up?” I was really about to pull my hair out. The girls had asked questions non-stop since the minute I’d shut the door to the cage I drove back to the clubhouse. Now we were in my office -- where I continued to pace -- and they were still talking!
They looked at each other, like they were communicating silently or some shit. It was unnerving. “Nope,” they said in unison.
“Why did you come for our sister?” I was sure this one was Apple. She was the more reserved of the pair. Sweet, but slightly tart.
“Because none of your business.” I smiled sweetly at them.
“You want to fuck her. Don’t you?” And that was Lemon. Sour to the max.
“You need to watch your fuckin’ language, girl.”
She shrugged. “Soon as you watch yours, asshole.” She had a bright smile on her face. I studied her for a long moment. To her credit, the girl didn’t back down an inch, meeting my gaze as boldly as any old lady in our club.
I lifted an eyebrow. “You’re gonna be a nightmare for me, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question.
“All depends on what you do to Danica.” Instantly, her demeanor changed. They both did. Apple stepped up beside her sister, and they both gave me a hard stare that promised if I fucked with their sister they’d definitely put poison in my coffee. Or laxatives.
Probably the latter. Just so they could see me embarrass myself. Much more satisfying than killing me.
Instead of answering them, I avoided the question by asking one of my own. “Wanna tell me how you just happened to have Deacon’s phone number to call him for help?”
Lemon raised her chin while Apple, bless her heart, ducked her head and took a small step behind her sister. “I thought you were the badass hacker of the club.” Lemon gave me a superior smirk. “Don’t you know?”
Oh no, she hadn’t…
I narrowed my eyes at her. “Oh, believe me, sugar, I will.” And yeah, the sugar was a play on her name. Judging by the way her face darkened, she got it.
“If we hadn’t, Dani’d be in jail right now. Then what would you have done?”
“Anything I had to, Lemon.” And I meant it. She held my gaze with a hard one of her own. The girl was tough, I’d give her that.
“When you figure out how we had Deacon’s number, come talk to me.” Lemon glared at me. “I’d give you more, but this should be a piece of cake for you.” With a glare, she snagged her sister’s hand and stormed out of my office.
