Page 15 of Stiletto's Savior

“Yeah, we’ve been around for a minute,” he grunts. “You should have known that before coming here.”

Siren shifts in her seat, eyes darting to me. “Miles?—”

“Is there anything else you’re not telling me about Stiletto’s disappearance?” I cut in, urgency thrumming in my veins.

She hesitates, chewing her lip.

Bull’s gaze flicks to her, a silent warning to stay quiet.

“Just... tell me. If I’m going to help, I need to know every last thing I can.” My voice is sharper than I intend.

But, this is stressful as all hell.

No matter how hard I try, I can’t hide the anxiety gnawing at me.

Siren swallows hard. “If you really think about it, she isn’t just missing. She was kidnapped by an enemy of the club.”

I can barely keep the anger at bay. “How the fuck does something like this happen? Aren’t the lot of you supposed to protect each other or something?”

Her voice trembles slightly. “We do. She…she went out for cranberry sauce for Thanksgiving dinner because we didn’t get enough. None of us thought something like this would happen.”

“I need more information.”

“We think?—”

“You think what?” I press, feeling the weight of every second ticking by.

“That it’s someone connected to old business.” She shakes her head, frustration pinching her brow.

“Old business?”

“Look, Miles, I can’t say too much other than what I already have.”

“Why not?” I lean forward, my heart pounding.

“Because it’s club business, and it’s dangerous. I don’t want to put you in the middle of this.”

“Too late for that. I’m already in the middle of it.”

“Just trust me, okay? Focus on finding her.”

“Trust isn’t exactly in high supply right now.”

“Please.” Her voice softens, pleading.

“You don’t have to say, please,” I take a breath, trying to reel in my racing thoughts. “You know I’ll help however I can.”

The truck rattles over the uneven road, tires kicking up gravel.

My pulse races, matching the rhythm of the engine.

“This shit is fuckin’ insane,” I mutter, gripping the seat tighter. “I need you to give me the details.”

Siren’s jaw clenches.

She glances at Bull before looking back at me.

Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears.

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