Page 56 of Blade

Did she have a nightmare?

Did she sleep at all?

Did she dream about that kiss?

Cause I fucking did. It’s all I’d thought about just running away from her last night.

The Mother Chapter was riding in today, and we had the run tomorrow. There would be an officer only meeting this afternoon before they got here.

“She was ok when I dropped her off last night. Wouldn’t tell me what happened.”

I could speculate, but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions until I knew for sure.

“Hey, Blade.”

I turned toward Navigator, Nav for short. Our resident tech geek. When he prospected, someone made a comment saying they had never seen someone navigate the dark web the way he could and it just kind of stuck.

“What’s up, Nav?”

“Sheriff’s here.”

I looked at Jack and then back at Nav.

“You fix the cameras?”

“Yup,” he answered, then turned and went back to his office. A minute later, Archie, the prospect on gate duty, walked in, followed by the sheriff.

We had a mostly open-door policy with the sheriff. A lot of clubs hated all law enforcement. We didn’t have that option with the sheriff. He wasn’t dirty, and he wasn’t on our payroll, either, but he knew we skirted the line and did his best to keep us on the right side of it.

We didn’t tell him everything, though. And most of what we did tell him was after the fact.

“Morning, Sheriff, to what do we owe the pleasure?” I asked, walking over to the local law official.

“Cut the shit, Blade. You know why I’m here.”

“Sorry, man, I really don’t. It’s too early for us to have done anything yet.”

Jack sat quietly, facing us with his elbows resting on the bar as we waited for the sheriff to tell us why he was here.

“You wanna tell me why I have Grant Nicholson in the ICU and why he’s saying you beat the shit out of him?” he asked, with one eyebrow cocked like he knew I wouldn’t tell him the truth.

Of course, I wouldn’t.

I watched from the corner of my eye as Ghost strolled down the hall yelling.

“YO, KING, SHERIFF’S HERE!”

The sheriff and I eyed each other, waiting for my president to arrive.

“It is too fuckin’ early for this shit, Dec.”

Sheriff Declan O’Rourke looked over as King joined us, followed by Cash, our VP.

Yep, that’s right.

The sheriff was none other than the older brother to our president. Which was why the door wasmostlyopen to him.

“I agree, but I have a man in the ICU ranting and raving about how Blade and the Silver Shadows beat the shit out of him all because he went out with a girl last night. Please tell me that isn’t true.”

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