Page 27 of Brick's Redemption

“In an old trapper’s cabin that’s no longer in use.”

Wow.

I settled against the seat, leaning back and trying to relax because there wasn’t shit we could do until we found a safe place to anchor.

“Do you think my mom and Uncle Trig are okay?” I asked, trying not to think about all the other things my mind kept trying to return to and focus on.

“Yes, but we’ll check up on them as soon as we find a place to stay for the night.”

That wouldn’t be easy. We weren’t campers and didn’t have those supplies. The only real option was a hotel. But wasn’t that risky? The CSMC might be staking out lodging close to my vacation house, especially if they realized we’d actually been there, hiding out, and we managed to slip away.

“Is a hotel worth the risk?”

“You sure ask a lot of questions.” Dagger cut his gaze my way. “Trust ol’ Dagger. If not me, then at least your man.”

I guess he had a point.

Brick faced me. “We’re not going to a hotel.”

Okay, good.

“We’re staying at a gentleman’s club.”

“What?”

Dagger chuckled.

“You’re taking me to a strip club?” I nearly screeched the words.

Brick nodded. “Best place for us. The Crimson Skulls aren’t looking for us there.”

Dagger snorted. “If they show up, it’ll be for the tits and ass.”

Ugh.

“You’re both serious, aren’t you?”

Dagger snickered.

“You’re awful, you know that?”

His amusement increased.

“This is going to be a long day, isn’t it?”

Brick’s lips twitched as he held back laughter. “Probably.”

BRICK LIED TO ME. THEfirst time I asked him about my father, and if he knew why he’d been hunted down and killed, Brick said he didn’t know. He finally revealed the truth today, stating I wasn’t ready to hear it before now, but it didn’t change the fact that he lied to me when we first arrived at the safe house.

Was I angry at him? A little. Frustrated? Oh, hell yeah.

But I understood why he made that choice, and it annoyed me more than his lie. Did I think Brick usually told me the truth? Yes. I’d say it was probably the only time he ever chose to lie, but it made me wonder if this was something that would happen again in the future.

Did that mean I didn’t trust him? Not at all. Brick had proven numerous times that he was loyal, cared about me, and was willing to make hard choices to keep me safe. In his mind, that lie was probably a necessity until he knew I could handle learning more about my father. He was right.

I wasn’t ready six weeks ago. Since then, I’d come to terms with a lot about my father, the Desert Titans MC, and the bloody feud with the Crimson Skulls. What I couldn’t figure out was what started it all. At this point, it didn’t matter. So much hatred existed there was no way to stop it.

This only ended one way. The rest of the CSMC members needed to die before Dagger, Brick, and the rest of the Desert Titans were hunted down and murdered like my father.

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