Page 18 of Brage & Dinah

Chapter 7

The boardwalk in downtownPortland was over a mile long. Dinah paced near the bridge. Tony hadn't told her where to meet him. He could be on the other end, getting pissed thinking she hadn't shown.

She texted him again. Before she could hit send, a rumble of a motorcycle came from behind her. Turning, she spotted her brother parking off the street, fifty feet away.

Hurrying across the grassy area, she approached Tony. He looked none the worse for wear. He still hadn't shaved or cut his hair. His ragged jeans and vest still covered his body. Unlike other times, his face was free from bruising and cuts from the many fights he got in.

"You have got to chill." She fisted her hands on her hips. "Seriously. How am I supposed to have everyone trust me when you harass me on the phone all the time?"

Tears filled her vision, and she squeezed her eyes closed, assured that he wasn't harmed or in danger.

She pulled back and punched his shoulder. "You're such an ass. You're not supposed to leave Idaho. Why take a chance like that?"

"I need everything you've got on Slag Motorcycle Club." Tony ignored her temper. "Where do they go? What do you see? Who are you friendly with?"

She shook her head and looked out at the water. "Tell me why you need to know first."

"Dinah." Tony growled. "Do you want to see me dead?"

She exhaled. "Of course, I don't."

"I need information."

"That's the thing. I don't know anything. Just like I've been telling you on the phone. I went to work at The Fire Ring, hoping to hear something to give to you, but the Slag members don't hang out in the bar," she said.

"Why not?"

"I don't know." She blew out her breath. "The clubhouse is right behind the bar, and they have this alley in-between that's closed off to the public. They stay there where they're out of the public's view."

"You were with one of them last night."

"No, I wasn't."

"The vice president..."

She raised her chin. "He walked me home after the bar closed."

Brage had done nothing to her except shared a couple of wonderful moments that helped her feel wanted in a new area where she literally felt like a stranger.

"You have to know something. Where's Brage right now?" Tony gazed around the area. "Are you going to see him later?"

She shook her head, feeling protective of what she had with Brage. "I doubt it. He just walked me home. There are other Slag members who do the same thing for me when the bar closes. The other women go to the clubhouse and Roar takes Lizzy and Coco home. I'm the only one who doesn't have someone making sure I get home safe, so they send members with me."

"Roar? He's got two women?" Tony's gaze intensified.

Irritated, she scoffed. "No...I don't know. Maybe. They all live together, but I don't know what they do in the privacy of their own house."

"Live where?"

"Across the street from the bar," she said.

Every time the three had been in the same room, everyone knew Lizzy belonged to Roar. She had no idea how Coco fit into the picture, only that they all lived together. For all she knew, they could be sister-wives or into some kinky shit. It was none of her business.

"What did you see at the party you were invited to?" asked Tony

"What do you think?" She crossed her arms. "Partying."

Tony could never find out about her and Brage hooking up. He'd use that against her.

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