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For a second, she looks stunned, but just as I’m thinking I’m an ass after her experience with Doc, she must note the playful expression on my face as she exclaims, “Oh my God!” Her hand covers her mouth, and she snorts, but whether from disgust oramusement, I can’t tell until she laughs. “You’re crazy. You know that?”

It’s then I notice she seems transfixed by my cock. She hasn’t removed her eyes from it. I’m a sick man. As hurt as she is, I can feel it thickening. Gruffly, I warn her, “You keep staring at it like that and I might take it as an invitation.”

Quickly, she turns her head away. That flush I saw on her cheek? Well, it just got one hell of a lot deeper.

Amused at her reaction, I tug myself in and fasten my jeans up. “Jane.” I try to get her attention. When she doesn’t respond, I say it again, this time with a snap to my voice. “Jane.” I see the moment she stiffens, then turns back around.

I was going to leave it until she had a chance to get some food in her stomach, or at least something to drink, but I’m not stupid. “Who are you really?”

Her eyes widen. “What do you mean?”

“Well, your name’s not fuckin’ Jane for a start. You need to start giving some answers. Who wanted you dead?”

She rubs at her temples. A flicker of sympathy goes through me because she sure got a bang on her head. Then the devil side of my brain kicks in, wondering whether it’s a delaying tactic to give herself time to think and come up with a story that I might accept.

It better be the truth, and something I can get on board with. Otherwise… Well, she’s already going to be declared officially dead when a corpse with her clothing turns up in her car. And, if she’s any threat to the club, she’ll find herself six feet under for real.

“Well?” I prompt.

“I don’t know who ran me off the road, and that’s the truth.”

I try a different approach. “Who might have found you in the hospital if we’d taken you there?”

She raises and lowers her shoulders. “I don’t know.”

She’s not telling me anything. All that’s coming out of her mouth is lies. She was so adamant that she didn’t want to go to the hospital, there must be someone who could have found her there, so only one thing makes sense.

“You in trouble with the law?”

Her eyes widen, and her reply comes fast. “No.”

I don’t believe her. Rolling my eyes, I question in more detail, “You stole that car? Money? Got caught finding out someone’s secrets? Slept with the wrong man, and her family found out?” I’m fast running out of examples, but she doesn’t react to any of my suggestions.

I’m racking my brains for more when a knock comes at my door. Calling out permission to enter, I see Heathen and beckon him inside.

At my raised eyebrow, he answers, “Prez has called church.”

Without addressing a word to the woman with a fake name, I raise my chin to Heathen. “Stay here and watch her. I’ll get one of the bunnies to bring up some food and drink. Don’t leave her for a moment.”

His back straightens as his head dips down and then up.

I trust him. He’s been with us nearly a year now and is close to patching in. He won’t let me down.

CHAPTER FIVE

SAINT

I’m glad to be called out of the room. Her non-response was starting to drive me mad. While I’m not known for having a short fuse, push me too far and I lose control of my temper. Injured or not, I’d have shaken the truth out of her.

I pull the first bunny I see aside as I reach the kitchen and put in my request for sustenance to be taken to the current occupant of my room, my facial expression hopefully dissuading any suggestion that the woman has any particular interest in me. Trixie nods her head but asks no questions, which is how it should be.

I step into the room we use for church, raising my chin toward Bullseye as I take my place at his left hand. Glancing around, I see I’m the last to arrive.

“How’s she doing?” Bullseye asks me.

“More to the point, how’s her pussy? Tight?” Winchester asks with a smirk.

Rising to my feet, I point my finger straight at him. “Neither I, nor anyone here, is going to find out.”

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