Page 140 of Blade

He looked over at Nav.

“Call it in. Everything by the book.” He turned to me and winked.

Epilogue

Three months later

“You ready to go?”

I looked up from my list at Jack.

“Almost. I just have to finish this list.”

“Well, hurry up. We need to get back before Blade does. He’s gonna kick my ass when he finds out.”

I laughed at the ridiculousness that was Jack. It would thrill Blade to know Jack was watching over me. He might not let me out of his sight often, but knowing Jack was with me would temper the beast.

After my dad shot and killed my mother, both he and Micah had been relentless with watching over me. Even knowing both threats against me no longer existed, neither were willing to take a chance.

During the investigation, I discovered my dad had never filed a report against Grant for the first attack. He’d held off, waiting to see how the club would handle it.

That turned out to be a good move because, during the investigation of the shooting, no one mentioned Grant. The DA ruled it a justifiable homicide. The report filed as a greedy, jealous mother taking out her wrath on her estranged daughter. The motive being chalked up to herown mother, leaving her almost nothing in her will, as the catalyst for her psychotic break.

Grant disappeared without a trace. His secretary filed a missing person’s report when he missed work four consecutive days with no word. That case was still open. Eventually, it would become a cold case and tucked away in the basement with the other unsolved cases.

The guys think I don’t know what happened. That I believe they ran Grant out of town, never to return. Rachel, being the tiny woman she was, easily blended into the shadows and overheard Cash and Blade talking about what happened.

I had never asked Blade how he got his road name. According to what Rachel overheard, he got it because of his skills with, well… a blade. I didn’t need any of the details after that.

“OK, Jack, I’m ready.”

I grabbed my list and my purse and followed him outside.

“Keys,” he demanded, holding his hand out to me.

“What?”

“Keys. I’m driving,” he said, making grabby hands with his fingers.

“Do you even know where we’re going?” I asked, handing him the keys. I didn’t care if he drove, but I couldn’t just let him have his way right off the bat.

“Nope, but you can give me directions. Why do we have to go out of town, anyway?”

“Because with the amount of stuff I need to get, I want to go to Walmart. It’s cheaper,” I replied, shrugging my shoulder.

He stopped at the car, reaching for my door, but didn’t open it. He looked at me quizzically.

“You’re a fucking millionaire,” Jack stated in disbelief.

“That means I can’t be frugal?” I asked. “Besides, they have a few things I can’t find at Manny’s. I want Micah’s birthday to be special, and that means making his favorites.”

“Good thing you bought this monstrosity, then.”

Jack opened the door of my new Ford Expedition so I could climb in. Jogging around to the other side, he slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine.

“Although, pretty sure the only thing Blade’s gonna want to eat is you.”

“You really are a jackass.”

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