Page 42 of The Princess & the Prospect

“We need your truck,” he stated in his no-nonsense way he had adapted since everything that had happened with Ever and the tattoos she had put on the men of the club.

“I get that, but I can’t put Anna on a bike either,” Evan argued.

“Joker,” Kane called out. “Ever is on her way to get Anna. You can ride my bike back to the clubhouse when she gets here. I’ll go in the truck with J-Bird. She ain’t gonna stay out much longer.” He tipped his head down to indicate the woman who was starting to stir a bit. They quickly shifted so that I was out of the truck, J-Bird was in the driver’s seat and Kane was securing the woman in the passenger seat. Then they were gone while Evan stood waiting with me for Ever who showed up about three minutes later.

“How is she free right now?” I asked as Ever pulled up in front of us.

“I don’t know, beautiful. That’s what we’re going to find out. Stay with Ever.”

“Heck no. That woman killed our brother. If you think you could keep either of us away you are dead wrong.”

“Fine. Follow me there,” he told Ever as I got inside her car.

“What’s going on?”

“We just saw Seneca out on the street. She went into the shop over there. They guys came and dragged her out and just took off with her to the clubhouse,” I explained to my sister.

“What the absolute fuck?”

“Let’s go find out,” I told her impatiently.

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