Page 60 of Suspicious

Got swept up by some big tech firm.

He wouldn’t be VP of a 1% biker club known for illegal activities and God knows what else.

He’s at the club becausemyactions led him down a different path. Not that it’s a bad or the wrong path for him, but I just know it’s not the path he would have taken had I stayed in Los Angeles.

The thing is, though, my time at the clubhouse surprised me.

It wasn’t at all what I pictured, and to be honest, I feel really comfortable here. San Jose is nice, but LA hasalwaysbeen my home. I went back to the clubhouse earlier to talk to Loki and tell him that I’m sorry for everything—back then, now—fucking all of it. But he was called into a meeting with Alpha. While I watched him walk away, South and Ingrid approached me, and they filled me in on the plan that Alpha and Haven had set up for me.

That is where I am now.

At the women’s correctional facility.

Once South and Ingrid told me what they wanted me to do, I decided not to tell Loki because I didn’t think he’d want me to come here alone.

And to make this look legitimate, Ineedto do this on my own.

I’ll face the consequences of his wrath when I get back to the clubhouse.

But I am hopeful he will see that I’m doing this to help the club.

To help Haven.

To help Montana.

And hopefully, help our app in the process.

Making my way up to the reception area, Rhonda sits behind the guarded screen as I approach. Her eyes widen when she spots me. “Well, well… if it isn’t little Miss Sassy, Bea. Come back to show these inmates a thing or two?” she quips.

“You know it, Rhonda.” I chuckle back at her.

“It’s always a good day when you’re here, Bea. Let her on through, Davis. Make sure she’s taken care of in there.”

Smiling at Guard Davis, he dips his chin at me. “Will do, Rhonda. Right this way, ma’am.”

Turning back to Rhonda, I give her a small wave. “Thanks, Rhonda. I’ll send you through a batch of those energy balls you like so much.”

“Oh, sweet Lord! Bea, you are like a gift from Heaven, I swear,” she chimes happily.

Grinning, I wink before making my way with Davis toward the processing area.

“Next!” Rhonda calls out in her usual monotone voice while smacking away on her gum.

Giggling away to myself at how I have managed to charm the ever-grumpy Rhonda is beyond me, but hey, if I can bribe my way into her good graces with energy balls and my good spirits, then so be it.

Davis leads me through the normal visitor protocol. The door buzzes, and I enter the large room, where tables and chairs are spread out sporadically. Inmates and their families or friends sit with them, having their allotted time together.

I take my seat at an empty table, trying to keep my expression the same as when I am always here. Today should be no different. These inmates know me. They know I come in periodically to update information on the app. So my being here isnotunusual.

The buzzer sounds, and a guard ushers Montana’s mother, Valerie, and Haven through the doors. My eyes light a little, seeing Haven fully playing the role of a new inmate. She’s wearing a blue jumpsuit, her hands in cuffs as she thrashes about against the guard.

“Get your hands off me,pig!”

He shoves Haven harder into the room toward me. “Shut up, inmate. Or I’ll take you back to your cell!”

Haven spins to face him, her eyes hard on his. “To what? Let me fuck you with my cock that’s bigger than yours?” She spits at his feet for extra emphasis.

The guard puffs out his chest while I try to hold back my smirk. The rest of the room cheers as Valerie reaches out, grabbing Haven and yanking her away from the guard, wholooks like he is about to smack Haven out in front of everyone. “All right, newbie, settle it down a notch.”

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