Page 27 of Torn
“Yea, I’ll see you guys later.” I wave goodbye to the girls. Storm walks me out to his bike. “Where are we going?”
“Just going to get out of here for a little bit while the club deals with some business.” He hands me a helmet just as a big black SUV pulls into the lot. “Becca, let’s go. Now.” I look over at him in confusion.
The car pulls up behind Storm’s bike.
"Becca, helmet. We need to leave." His voice sounds angry now, and I really don't understand what's going on.
The doors open and four men step out. The one who gets out of the backseat smiles when he sees me. I recognize him from somewhere, but I can't figure out where.
"Ah, going somewhere?" he has a thick Italian accent, his gray hair is slicked back, and he is wearing a suit.
Storm places himself in front of me. “We were just leaving.”
"So soon? Natalie and I haven't even had the chance to catch up." He smiles at me, and my entire body goes stiff.
