Page 19 of Brage & Dinah

"There was no talk about going after other clubs, making a hit, or plans to go on a run?"

She shook her head. "I've already told you, the most popular conversation between the men had to do with family members in Norway, their motorcycles, and drinking. You know, typical guy stuff."

Tony stepped back. "This time, try harder. I don't give a damn if you have to straight out ask one of them when they're going on a run or how they get their money. You've got two days, and we'll meet back here."

"I'm working..." She tilted her head. "Are you staying here?"

When he refused to answer, she stepped forward and grabbed his jean vest. Infuriated, she shook him.

"You idiot. A cop could see you and arrest you for breaking your probation." She shoved him, though he only rocked back on the heels of his boots. "I can't believe you."

"Don't worry about me. You better worry about yourself. If I don't get more information about Slag Motorcycle Club, Moroad will kill both of us."

"Me?" Her throat closed. "Are you serious? What did you get me involved in?"

Over the years, she'd spent enough time around Moroad members to know they were secretive and unforgiving. She'd witnessed them tear Tony apart when he broke their rules. She trusted none of them. The same way she wouldn't put her trust in Slag Motorcycle Club.

Whatever the clubs had going on away from the eyes and ears of regular citizens, she wanted no part in it.

Tony held up two fingers and stepped away from her. "Be here."

For the first time, she was genuinely scared of what kind of trouble Tony had got into. She stood watching him stride to his motorcycle and ride away. He'd always forced her to keep her distance from any of his friends or biker buddies.

Knowing Tony would do anything when scared, she was more afraid than ever.

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