Page 53 of Razor
“What meeting?” Honey demanded.
“Lucien has called for twice-daily intel gatherings until we find Razor,” Vex told her.
“I’m going to the next one. And all the ones after that.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Vex said.
“Too bad. Will you take me, or should I drive to Inferno?”
“You’re not driving anywhere, Little girl.” Vex’s tone sent a shiver down her spine. He wasn’t her Daddy, but he was definitely a Daddy.
“Come on, Vex. I need to be there. I’m going crazy here all alone.”
“Would you like to spend time with Caroline? She’s writing in Wraith’s cabin.”
“I don’t want to bother her. Winnie gets to leave the compound. She’s at school,” Honey pointed out.
“Scythe is in the parking lot, keeping an eye on the front and side entrances. Menace is stationed at the back monitoring the other two sides of the building. And Pirate is tracking her electronically. She’s well protected.”
“See. I should be able to leave too.”
“Three people aren’t able to search for Razor because some or all their time is involved in keeping Winnie safe. She doesn’t have a choice but to be at school. Her mother’s death wiped out her sick leave,” Vex shared. “Do you want Lucien to remove three more Devil Daddies out of the groups tracking Razor?”
That took the wind out of her sails. “No, of course not,” Honey admitted, slumping on the couch. She buried her head in Beatrice’s soft fuzz.
Vex stood quietly watching for a minute. She glanced up at him, meeting his sympathetic gaze. “I understand, Vex. Thank you for stopping to update me. I appreciate it.”
“You’re breaking my heart, Little girl. I’m not supposed to tell you this, but there is a secret passage from the cabins to Inferno. I could escort you through that connection. You could use your scooter for most of the way. There’s one tricky part. I could carry you there, or you could walk if your ankle is up to it.”
“I can walk!” She straightened her spine with determination.
“Only on that one section,” Vex reminded her before adding, “And only if you can manage it without pain.”
Honey lifted her foot from the floor and rotated her ankle to prove to him she was fine. It twinged a bit, but she wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
“Carry you, it is,” Vex told her firmly.
Honey rolled her eyes and gave in. “If you’re sure I’m not too heavy. Wait! Aren’t you wounded?”
Vex shook his head and flexed one massive arm. “Don’t ask me to risk Razor killing me and call me weak. I’ll be careful, Honey.”
“Sorry, Vex. Thank you!”
“Let’s go. It will take us a bit to get there,” he answered good-naturedly.
A few minutes later, Vex removed a brick from what Honey thought was an ordinary wall next to the clubhouse. He inserted his hand into the empty space, and a person-size section opened. Honey didn’t ask any questions. She wheeled her scooter down the path he’d revealed, feeling invigorated. Finally, she might have a small part in bringing Razor home.
When they reached a small creek, Vex scooped her up over his shoulder and carried her scooter in his free hand. Honey couldn’t even be nervous with Vex talking to her the whole time. Her excitement grew when she spotted the first warehouse.
“Razor’s going to flay you alive,” Menace suggested when he saw them. “I’ll go get a cart.”
He’d jogged away before Honey could argue with that statement. Everyone they ran into had the same reaction, including Lucien, as Vex led her into the office through the concealed rear elevator.
A push of a button darkened the windows that looked over the public area of Inferno. “Don’t ask me for help when Razor hands you your ass,” Lucien growled.
“Stop it,” Honey demanded, shaking nervously as she stood up to the intimidating, tattooed biker who led the motorcycle club. “Vex didn’t want to bring me. He couldn’t stop me. I was coming if I had to wheel my knee scooter out the front gate!”
Vex shrugged and nodded.
