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“I think I and anyone else who wants to join me goes home with you. We check out the lay of the land, install some additional surveillance equipment, and take care of your infestation problem,” Booker suggested.

“I’m in,” Twist said.

“Count me in. I’d like to feel useful,” Compass said.

“I have a couple things I have to complete here but could come later. I think you should consider letting me call my sister. Ariel’s married to the President of the Saint’s Outlaws MC in Kansas City, Kansas. Isn’t that only five or six hours from Logan Falls? And most of their MC is active first responders or former military. They also have a gun store and I’m pretty sure one of their members does security systems,” Brew said.

Lexi smiled. “Thank you. Just knowing we’re not completely alone helps. If you trust the other MC, we will. The short amount of time we’ve spent with you tells me you’re all good men who help people.”

“Let me check with the guys; we can’t all head to help you, but we could set up a rotation to help as long as needed,” Bootstrap commented, then stood and put his phone to his ear. Dodge followed him.

Booker leaned close and brushed a kiss against Lexi’s cheek. “We’ll get it safe so your mom can choose what she wants to do. Can you write down his name and birth date so I can send it to Bluff Creek’s tech people? A husband-and-wife team does most of the research, and they are amazingly good.”

Maureen stood up. “Let me get my purse. I have his social security number if that would help.”

Booker nodded. “Yes, that would.”

Compass followed Maureen, and Twist disappeared to who knows where.

“I’m glad you shared. I don’t like seeing you scared,” Booker said.

Booker would have never guessed that checking on another brother would bring him the one thing he didn’t realize he was searching for: love with the one who got away. Now to take care of Lexi’s threat so they could figure out a path forward.

Compass walked back out. “I texted the information to Sarah and Scoop. They said they’ll get on it. I was talking with Maureen. She suggested, since I’m having back and neck trouble, that we load my motorcycle in the garage and I ride in the RV with them. I think it’s a good idea.”

Booker nodded, smiling. “I think that’s a good idea, too. It would also give them someone inside the RV with them.”

Brew walked back over. “I talked to Pit and my sister, who is his wife and Ol’ Lady. They said you’re welcome to stop there if you want to break the trip up. Their compound is enclosed. They actually added a couple RV hookup stations for visiting MCs when they built the cabins. They’d love to host you tonight and then they might have some extra men they could send with you.”

Booker looked to Lexi for her answer. She’d come this far, and he wasn’t going to dream of answering for her.

“Just to maybe convince you to think about stopping, my sister has a security system she developed, which I’m sure she could install at the ranch. She’s a badass.”

“I think we’d be delighted to stop there and have a safe place to discuss plans. There’s no hurry getting to the ranch. The ranch hands are watching stuff as well as they can,” Lexi said.

At Lexi’s words, everyone mobilized. They had all the tables and chairs locked down. Booker followed Lexi and let her teach him how to unhook everything for the trip. The patio was let down to be used as a ramp to get Compass’s bike up and tied down. Lexi had planned for everything. There was even a lock-n-load motorcycle chock that could be screwed into the ready-made holes in the garage. She even had the ties to secure it to the walls.

When he asked about who would drive her car, she mentioned she usually just towed it. He liked that idea because then she had the option of driving her RV or riding on his bike if her mom could drive the RV.

Chapter Seven

Lexi giggled, leaning back in the front seat across from Booker. When they’d checked the weather report, snow anywhere from four to six inches was expected in the Kansas City area. Dodge and Cowboy from the Texas Chapter of Bluff Creek were coming with them. Due to the weather, Cowboy was driving his Ford F-350 and pulling an enclosed trailer to put the bikes in. He said he expected to catch up with them aroundOklahoma City. Her RV wasn’t designed to have four large motorcycles in the garage. Booker and Compass’s motorcycles were strapped in. Dodge and Twist were following behind the RV until Cowboy caught up to them.

Booker had asked if she was interested in riding on his motorcycle, but when she saw how cold it was going to be going into Kansas, she told him she’d wait. He chuckled, then decided to go ahead and ride in the RV with them.

There’d been a little arguing about who was driving her RV. Because of the class and weight, you needed a CDL to drive her RV. She and her mom both had them. Compass had wanted to drive it but was worried it would hurt his back. Booker had finally pushed his way into the driver’s seat, telling them they could all take a break.

When questioned about if he had a CDL, he told them not to worry about it. She wasn’t sure if that was because he had one or didn’t care that he didn’t. She just enjoyed the RV being full with laughter and talking. Her mom was smiling, showing Compass how to put the recliner back and had a heating pad for him to lay on.

“I know we’re heading to Kansas City for an overnight and then on home. We’re probably going to need to load up on food with the number of people. We have plenty of beef, chicken, and pork in the freezers, but some of the other items we might need to get. It would probably be easier to do that before we hit snow,” she said.

“We’re going to be making a quick stop in Wellington, which is right along the highway, for a delivery from Bluff Creek. Do you have places we could store it? We’d be three hours from KC.”

“That would be perfect. I’ll start making a list and then we can stock up on things we’re missing,” Lexi said.

She wondered what he meant by a delivery from Bluff Creek. He’d pointed out where they were on the map, and it was at leasttwo hours from Wellington and the highway that they would be on.

She grabbed a pen and paper. “Mom, I’m making a list for anything we need to restock.”

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