Page 128 of The Trust We Broke
But I’m not going down as a coward.
“You took something that didn’t belong to you,” the man says.
Adam chuckles at that. And then, I notice the similarity between the men. The same roman nose. The same deep-set eyes. Maybe they’re related.
“Adam,” I say. “Whatever this is, don’t do it. Don’t hurt me.”
Adam glances at the man I assume from looks alone is his father. “That’s not my call.”
Oh, God. The floor tilts beneath me.
The stranger jabs the cold gun against my jaw. “Your father had a job. A responsibility to the Midtown Rebels.”
“And nowyouknow about it,” Adam says.
Frantically, I search for something to say to pacify them until help gets here. “I barely know a thing and haven’t exposed anything.”
“Yet,” the man says. “But I don’t intend to let you get that far. And killing you is a side benefit. Adam and Gulch tell me you’re intimate with Grudge.”
“It’s no secret I was married to him, once. But that was a very long time ago.”
“Kellan Granger was my brother,” the man says. “And Grudge hit him so hard that day he protected Butcher in prison, he left him with life-changing injuries. Maybe we should send you back to Grudge in the same condition.” He tips his head toAdam. “Tie her up and we’ll take her to the truck when we get out of here.”
So, I do the only thing I can think of.
I pray that the Outlaws get here fast.
35
GRUDGE
“There’s something utterly unsatisfying about leaving him breathing,” I say to Wraith as we walk out of the hospital.
Light snow swirls around us, and I can see it settling on the windshield of the truck as we cross the parking lot.
Wraith walks beside me, his expression grim. “We got his laptop, though, and he knows his position is so precarious he won’t go to the police. Wren can work he–their magic on it.”
“I keep tripping over that too,” I admit. “I’m guilty of making assumptions.”
“We’re just not used to it. Motorcycle clubs aren’t exactly progressive.”
“But I want Wren to stay.”
“That’s a quick decision,” Wraith says.
“Look at the support team we’re building around the club. Greer for medical. Lucy for legal. Why not have Wren for tech? It’s like an extra ring of self-reliance and protection.”
“My old lady makes a mean apple pie.” There’s humor in his tone.
“Your old lady brought you back to us from your serial-killer era, so she gets a pass.”
I unlock the truck and check my messages, smiling when I see one from Lucy.
Until I click on it…
Bug:Help. Dad’s home office. Adam from law office plus one. Hurry.
Bug:I love you
