Page 27 of Unmasked Legacy

The air grows thick with silence.

“You want me to stay at a biker club?”

“You’ll have your own room, and you’ll be safe. Don’t tell me you’re attached to this place?”

I purse my lips, still willing to fight, even though I already know I’ll likely go with him.

“What are the rules? You’re not going to follow me around everywhere, are you? What if I want someone over?”

His mouth twitches. “You mean that fuckwit boyfriend of yours?”

“He’s not my boyfriend, nor is he a fuckwit.”

He grins now. Talon does, too.

Damn them.

“Yes, or no?” I snap.

“Do what you want, Kitten.”

I want to punch him.

“Fine. Then I will come with you.”

“Five minutes. Pack your shit.”

They leave the room, and I flip them off as they do.

“Put your finger down,” Wolfe yells, not once turning back to look at me.

That asshole. How did he know?

Cursing under my breath, I pack my things and then go to reception to let them know I’m checking out. The man behind the desk hardly seems upset about my departure. The only good thing that will come out of this is that I won’t have to keep paying to stay here.

But a biker club?

Things are about to get interesting.

“WHERE DID SHE GO MISSING?”

I’m sitting across from Wolfe, Talon, Zane and Kael. From what I’ve been told, they have their roles in the club which are Vice President belonging to Talon, Sergeant at Arms belonging to Zane, and Road Captain belonging to Kael. I’m still learning what each of these positions mean, not to mention the fact that there are more. I’m losing track, but it seems these four are tight.

They speak about another member who is away at the moment, and his name is Knox but they call him Havoc. He is the Secretary, and I have no doubt I’m going to meet him when he returns. So far, those are the only names I remember. I havebeen introduced to so many bikers in the last few hours, it’s going to take me so long to remember them all.

Back to Zane’s question.

“As far as I know, she was walkin’ back from a friend’s house when she was taken,” Kael explains. “Nobody saw anythin’, and the police are runnin’ out of suspects. Other than our girl here. They’ll no doubt be around askin’ questions again when they can’t find anythin’ else.”

I fight the urge to roll my eyes.

“Well, we know it wasn’t me, so that doesn’t leave many options,” I point out.

“Your father have any enemies, people he fucked over?” Kael asks.

“I have no idea,” I admit. “I don’t know anything about the ‘other’ side to him.”

Wolfe is weirdly quiet, leaning back in his chair, watching the interaction with an expression on his face I can’t quite read.

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