Page 18 of The Biker Alien

“You think they saw me? That they’re going to hunt me down?”

I hesitate.

“Do you have any reason to think that? I mean, you’re just being here right now could cause their spies to see us talking together.”

I grind my teeth together. “Fine. I’ll go, but if anything happens, will you please call me?”

“I already deleted and blocked your number.”

I wrinkle my nose. “Teri—”

“I will call the police if need be. Not you. Now, turn around and walk out of my life.”

She glares at me, and I have no choice but to walk away. I do call my boys and have them move.

To better hiding spots.

I’m not about to let her be in danger. She might hate me now, and that’s fine, but I still want nothing to happen to her.

Fuck me. Why did my life have to go down this path?

7

Teri

It’s a terrible night.I can’t sleep, and I almost wish I would’ve one over to Stace’s, but I also don’t want to intrude or ask, and her date, I hope, went well. Yes, I know she won’t put out on the first date, but that doesn’t mean she can’t invite the guy over anyhow and for them to legit chill and hang out back at her place or his.

When the morning comes, I feel like shit. I’m exhausted, and a part of me wants to cry. Which I don’t. Not even when my dad died. Was I heartbroken over his death? You betcha. We were so very close, but I truly do believe I’ll see him gain somehow, someway. Maybe in heaven, maybe something else. A new life. I’m not overly religious. More spiritual, I guess, and I do think I’ll find my way back to him.

But I was hoping that would be a long time from now.

And that I would die in my sleep. Doesn’t everyone wish that?

Definitely not by gunfire.

I shudder and rub a hand over my face. Time to get out of bed, even though I didn’t sleep at all.

A shower does nothing to help improve my mood, and I put on jeans and a T-shirt, my standard attire for work. I don’t really know if I can handle all of his. I’m still freaked out, and a part of me wishes I hadn’t been so quick to tell Alec to send his goons away.

Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re still around, but…

I head to my front door and open it. A cop car has been pulled up out front, and a cop is heading up toward my door.

“Can I help you, Officer?” I ask politely.

“Yes. I’m told you were at the residence of a man where shots were fired last night. Is this true?”

I make a face. “Yes, I told Stacey Newton about that.”

“Do you mind coming downtown to make a statement?”

I cross my arms. “Do I have to? I didn’t see who was shooting the house. As soon as I heart the gunshots, I grabbed my stuff and ran out of there.”

“The front of the house?”

“The back. The gunshots were being fired from the front.”

“And you saw no one?”

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