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“Remy, are you seeing what I’m seeing?” The tone of Gus’s voice breaks me out of my writing fog. Flicking my gaze down to the little clock in the corner of my laptop I’m shocked when I find I’ve been tapping away for over an hour now, oblivious to what is happening around me.

“Yeah, I see her. What is she doing?” Remy replies, clickingall sorts of buttons. “This is earlier footage, looks like her car broke down or something.”

Gus and Remy lean forward, looking at all the security footage, playing on a montage of tiny screens. Looking around the room I notice the Littles, Blanche and Mama Debs have left the room, as have Lovely, Ana and Nat. I have no idea where the Landrys have gotten to, leaving me, Gus and Remy and Takoda here alone. Even Pops is somewhere, probably with his woman.

“What do we want to do? We can’t leave a woman on the side of the road at this time,” Remy says, looking up at Gus from her seat.

His eyes narrow, and he nods then turns to me. “Mira, does this woman look familiar to you?”

I look over my shoulder and then point to myself. Me? Why would he be asking me for any type of input. I’m new here, and aside from knowing that the men all rode out to try to get information from this Big D dude, who, by the way, has a terrible villain name, I have no idea how I can help in this sitch.

Snorting has me looking at Remy, who has her lips pulled between her teeth, trying hard not to laugh.

“Ah nuts! Out loud again, huh?”

“Yup, babe. Out loud,” Gus nods. “I’m only asking you because we know your stalker or whatever is female and most likely a mega fan. Would you be able to recognize someone who most likely goes to your signings and things?”

My lips screw up as I think. Not to toot my own horn too much, but I have a lot of fans. I can see upwards of 100 women all wanting their books to be signed at each singing. It’s a long day but even so I appreciate them all and try to chat with each and every one of them. I look back to Gus and nod, feeling pretty confident that I’d recognize someone I’ve spoken to. I may not remember all their details, but I should be able to recognize a face.

Gus waves me over and I peer at the screens in front of Remy, taking in the tall, thin woman on the screen. She has dark hair and aside from that she looks pretty normal. Looking back to Gus I shake my head.

“Remy, do you have enough to run facial rec? For some reason she seems familiar to me but not quite. Almost like I know a sister or aunt or something,” Gus mumbles.

The woman looks up at the camera on the front fence and waves. Gus’s brows pinch, but I can see on his face he still can’t place her.

“Fuck, we’ll have to let her in, just not yet. I’ll get Mama Debs, the kids, babies and their moms into the safe room.”

“What about the Landry brothers?” Remy asks, eyes still on the screen.

“I’m going to post them around the clubhouse, just in case. I’ve been around long enough to know that shit can hit the fan at any time around here.” He looks around the room. “And where the fuck is Pops?”

He mumbles to himself as he takes off down the hall to get everyone where they need to be. Seeing Gus like this, and not as Chewy’s older brother or Ana’s husband, you see why he’s the head of his family business and friends with Marx.

This whole time Remy has been tapping away on her computer, eyes glued to the screen. She must feel me watching her because her eyes cut to mine for a moment. “She’s talking to me through the gate.”

“Like through a speaker? Do you have the hearing of a bat or something because I can’t hear anything,”

Remy pushes the hair back on her left side, showing me some fancy device that hooks around her ear. It also does not make anything any clearer for me.

She huffs out a laugh, “It’s a bone conducting headset. Leaves me able to hear everything around me. And before you ask, I’m typing my responses, the AI voice at the gate responds for me.”

I try to low whistle, instead just blowing at Remy. “You know this place just keeps getting better and better,” I shake my head. “I mean, you could probably do with a few more illegal activities to make things exciting, but still, I’m glad I’m here. It’s going to make my book super authentic.”

I gaze longingly at my laptop, but I know that this situation probably calls for my full attention span or something. Gus’s heavy footsteps grow louder as he nears the common room, cutting a path straight to Remy and reading the woman’s responses online.

“Takoda, do you mind heading out and meeting this woman at the gate?” Takoda nods, stepping out from behind the bar and heading out.

“We sure about this Gus?” Remy asks. It’s a very good question.

“Not at all, but we can’t leave her out there.”

Remy nods and watches a tiny Takoda move closer and closer to the gate.

“Buzz her in Remy.”

Chapter 19

Mira

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