Page 48 of Jana's Fierce Biker

“My furniture and things are at some warehouse. How do I get those when I need them? I will also have to leave some of my things here, but I’ll call and see the best way to get them. I’ll have them stacked by the door in Gunner’s room. I hope he won’t throw them away. I don’t have the strength to take everything right now.”

“Call here, and I’ll have you talk to Striker. He knows where they’re at and will know what to do.”

“I’ll go pack. It won’t take me long. I’ll call an Uber…”

“One of the guys can drive you,” Alicia said.

“No. I don’t want them to know where I’m going.”

They all hugged again.

Jana was amazed at the tears in Willow’s eyes.

“At least call us so we can talk over the phone.”

“I will. I love you guys.”

Jana stood and walked inside. It took all her energy to keep from crying and look normal as she passed a bunch of people. A few scowled when they saw her face. She didn’t even try to look for Gunner. She didn’t want a face-to-face goodbye and planned on writing a quick note.

She hurried up to Gunner’s room, closed, and locked the door. The first thing she did was call Uber. She didn’t hesitate but grabbed her big bag and stuffed the things she’d need for a few days. She’d have to have the girls send her the rest, and either she could pick them up or they could send them.

She looked for paper and a pen for the note.

I wanted to thank you for letting me stay this long. It’s time to go back to work and get out of your hair. Take care of yourself. Jana

She set it on his nightstand and looked around one more time before leaving the room. She walked down the stairs and hurried to the door because she saw a few guys who looked confused, and she didn’t have the strength to answer them. She ignored the few voices that called out to her.

She got outside the gate and started walking. She told the Uber person to look for her. Within ten minutes, the car pulled up.

“Are you Jana?” the guy asked.

“Yes.”

“I’m Carl, your Uber driver. Do you need help with the bag?”

She shook her head. “No. I’m good. Thank you.”

“I’m glad I came quickly. You’re within a mile of a big bike club. From what I hear, they’re vicious.”

“I’m sure they are.” She gave him the address to Mick’s place and sat back. She tried to blank out her head because she didn’t want to deal with any memories until she was safely tucked away and alone, but it was getting harder as the minutes passed.

They pulled up to an apartment building. Jana handed the man the fare and a tip. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Jana carried the heavy bag up a set of stairs and to Mick’s place. Fortunately, she had a key from when she took care of her mail and plants while she was away on a trip the year before.

Jana took the second bedroom and tossed the bag on the bed. Her friend wouldn’t get off work for several hours, so she had time to herself. She curled up into a ball and cried. She needed to release some of the tension and pressure inside her. She had no idea how long she lay there, but she finally stopped crying and rested.

A knock on the apartment door woke her from her nap. It was dark outside, so it had been a few hours since she had gotten to Mick’s. The lights were off in the apartment, so it looked like no one was home.

The person pounded on the door a few times, and it started to scare her. She rummaged through her bag for her phone and had it ready to dial 911.

After another minute, the person finally gave up.

The sound of a motorcycle starting had her rush to the window. She saw five bikers but couldn’t tell who they were.

The sound faded, but it left a hollow feeling inside of her. She needed to regain her life and knew she’d be okay.

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