Page 67 of The Echo of Violence

“Was,” Scope snaps before he pulls out his knife and cuts Scooter’s prospect patch from his cut. “You’re lucky, Scooter. You should be kissing her feet because she’s the only reason you’re walking out of here right now.”

“I don’t have feet, but I appreciate the sentiment,” Jinx replies without missing a beat.

I can’t control the grin on my face. There was always something intriguing about this woman, but now, well, I think I could fuck her for a lifetime and never get bored.

“Toto, guard.”

The dog sits on Scooter’s feet as Jinx returns to her SUV and collects something from the front seat. Once she speaks into it, I realize it’s a mic. She snaps at whoever is on the other end before tossing it back into the SUV.

As she walks back over, she picks up the Taser she dropped when she was shot and slips it back into its holster. “They know I’m on my way.”

“Take Splinter with you. I want to make sure you come back,” Scope orders her.

“I said I’d be back. I can’t just rock up with a Chaos brother and not expect them to think I’m being held hostage or something.”

“Yeah, cause we’re just pieces of shit, right?” Boomer grunts.

“No, because the B-team are just assholes. Don’t get me wrong, they won’t like you because you’re bikers, but then they don’t like me because I have boobs. I honestly don’t give a fuck, but I’m hot, I’ve been shot, and Scooter here needs medical attention before Toto thinks he’s a juicy steak.”

“Take Splinter with you.”

She throws her hand up in the air before tugging Scooter with her and throwing him in the back seat. I would ride my bike, but I’m worried Scooter might try something. Of course, I forgot about the horse dog. He jumps up onto the seat beside Scooter and sits with his nose pressed against Scooter’s cheek. Bike it is, then.

“If you piss in my car, I’ll make you lick it clean.”

Knight laughs. “Something tells me she’s not talking to the dog.”

“Don’t let her out of your sight.”

“She’s connected, Scope. You can’t just make her disappear.”

“Did I ask for your opinion?”

I shake my head and walk over to my bike while waiting for Jinx to climb into her car. Kaz motions to the prospect on the gate to open up, and when he does, I let Jinx pull out first before following her.

We ride down the road, where a truck is parked with a fucking cuddly toy strapped to the grill. I stop behind her car and sit on my bike as Jinx climbs out and walks around to grab a fairly subdued Scooter. As she approaches the truck, a guy climbs out of the driver’s side and starts yelling. I climb off my bike and walk closer.

“Oh bullshit, I heard the gunshots,” he snaps at her.

I look at Jinx. “This is your B-team?”

“Fuck you. It’s the beta team.”

“Same thing,” I reply. Jinx fights to hold back a smile.

“You done here?”

“No, she’s not fucking done. She shot an unarmed—”

I snap at him as I reach out and point to the hole in her vest. “He was not unarmed. You heard the gunshots, right? There’s no way you couldn’t have, not from here. Yet you stayed here and did nothing?”

The dickhead rolls his eyes.

Rolls his fucking eyes.

I reach to grab his scrawny little neck, but Jinx catches my arm and stops me.

“She’s fine. She always is,” the asshole huffs.

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