Page 35 of Ride the Wind (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 8)

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Chapter Thirteen

Reese

“Do you really think this is a good idea, Reese? This all started because you and Kerry went to a party at some motorcycle club. Now you’re making friends with one of these guys?” Blain shook his head. “I think you should just leave this all to the cops.”

I had been doing that, but it didn’t seem like the police were getting anywhere. Hell, I had been the one to confirm that it was Kerry’s car they had found. If anything, I had helped the police more than they had helped me. “All I want to know is where Kerry is. Zig is going to help me find her.”

“Reese,” Blain drawled. “You’re getting desperate, and so am I, but I think you need to think this through some more.”

“Reese,” Rue called. “Someone is looking for you.”

I pulled my apron over my head and tossed it on the table. “That’s Zig. Tracy and Rue are both here until close. They should be fine up front by themselves.”

Blain threw his hands up in the air. “You’re not listening to a word I am saying, Reese.”

I heard Blain, but I knew I had to do something. Zig was going to help me. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and held it up. “I will text you every hour, on the hour. If you don’t hear from me by five minutes after the hour, call the police, okay?”

“Because the police have been so helpful with finding Kerry,” Blain drawled.

And that was exactly why I was going with Zig and helping myself. “I’ll text you in a little bit.”

“Every hour,” Blain called.

I raised my hand over my head and breezed through the swinging doors.

“Uh, are you sure you don’t want anything?” Rue asked Zig.

Zig pushed his sunglasses on top of his head. “I don’t think I have room on the bike,” he explained.

“Nonsense,” Rue sighed. “I’m sure you have room for a bagel or something?”

“Flirting with my underaged staff?” I asked. I grabbed my purse under the counter and hitched it over my shoulder. “At least buy a Bismarck from the girl. Ransom and Bear seemed to like them when they were here.”

Zig frowned. “Of course, those two would have gotten something.”

“Some things,” I corrected. “They each dropped a pretty penny.”

“Jesus,” Zig growled. He nodded behind Rue. “Pack what you can in that box. It should fit in my saddlebag.”

“You don’t have to buy anything,” I laughed. Zig wasn’t here to buy out the case. He was already doing me enough favor by asking the Devil’s Knights for help. He didn’t need also to buy out my case.

“Anything you don’t like?” Rue asked him. She grabbed the light-yellow pastry box and flipped open the lid.

“Spinach and sauerkraut.”

Rue cringed. “I think you’re in the clear then.”

“I don’t know.” I leaned against the counter. “I might whip up a spinach and sauerkraut cake tomorrow. It might be the next big thing.”

“If it is, I don’t want anything to do with it.” He nodded to the case. “Give me anything that has chocolate in it.”

Rue worked on filling the box, and Zig moved to the register. “You gonna check me out?” he asked.

Rue giggled, and I rolled my eyes. “I can take payment for your purchase.”

He shook his head and pulled out his wallet. “Yeah, that, too.” He handed me his credit card. “Make sure mine costs more than Ransom or Bear’s.”

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