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Chapter 25

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Brick

I pulled over halfway back home. I need to fill King in on what I’ve found out. I pull my phone out and dial while still straddling my bike.

All exhaustion is forgotten as rage and adrenaline pump through my body. I’ve been turning this information over and over. Clayton’s voice ringing in my head.

“What have you got for me?” King says as he answers the phone.

I don’t waste time in my answer. “We’re looking at a few problems. Finch doesn’t want or can’t clear his debt so he’s selling us out so he doesn’t have to pay.”

“Son of a bitch. I’d been showing him a courtesy because of my old man. He’s done,” he grates out.

“I feel you. I’m on that one as soon as you give the word,” I reply. “Someone’s lurking in the shadows. Trying to take you and the club down. They want everything dear to you to burn.”

“What the fuck?”

I blow out a heavy breath. “I couldn’t get names. No one has one for me yet, but trust me, I’ll get it or them. Whoever’s behind this has my full attention now.”

“What else have you got? I hear it in your voice,” King says tightly.

“First, Mags has shaken some shit loose with her games. She’s a bigger player in this. Her problem, it’s ours, but ours is aware of her problem and wants it to be ours. You feel me?”

“Yeah, I got you. It’s time to handle her ass. We remove her and that clears a path,” he replies.

“Yeah, but something’s incomplete. I’m not ready to move her off the board. Soon brother,” I say thoughtfully. “I think it’s better to keep her close for now.”

“I’m trusting your judgment, but you know how I feel. Reel that shit in.”

I grunt and move onto the other part of the night that has my attention. “Second, I was attacked outside the club. I sent a warning, but it’s clear these motherfuckers are bold.”

King starts to curse, and I believe he throws something across the room as the mushing sound rings out over the phone. I can hear the rage building inside him over the line. I know the feeling all too well. I’ve been trying to ride it off on my way back to South Carolina.

That hasn’t happened yet.

“Get your ass back here. We need to strategize.” The line goes dead.

Chapter 26

Mine

Owen

The rest of the ride back still doesn’t help to release the tightness in my chest or the rage coursing through my veins. The more I think about it the more pissed I get. The open road has done nothing to clear my mind this time around either.

What I need is in the form of a little brown, five foot four package. I need to get my hands on Eva. In this moment, seeing her sweet face would be enough to soothe my soul.

My mama died when I was five and that’s what caused my daddy to move close to his sister in South Carolina. Before she died, my mama was my place of comfort. She was always gentle with me. Always had a smile for me.

I guess that’s what draws me to Eva. I can’t remember a time when she hasn’t had a smile for me, well, with the exception of the night I left her here at the clubhouse.

I climb off my bike, the exhaustion returning, but the first thing on my mind is to find my way to Eva. My room here at the club is nowhere near hers. Cage made sure that the girls’ rooms here were off on their own end of the club. Nowhere near the brothers’ bedrooms.

Any brother awake who gives two shits will see me making my way to her, but at this point, I don’t care. As has become the norm, I have no value for my life over hers. I need to make things right. I’d been too tied up while I was gone to give her a call.

As I drag my tired body toward the clubhouse, I pull out my phone with the intention to send Eva a text to let her know we need to talk. I curse under my breath. It’s nearly five in the morning. I rode hard to get here as soon as I could, but it’s still the middle of the night.

“I should probably mind my own business,” I hear someone say, causing me to look up.

I grin when I find Misty looking back at me. Misty is one gorgeous girl. She and Eva have always been able to find trouble with their looks. Only difference is, Misty knows what she’s working with and will intentionally bring a man to his knees without batting a lash.

“Is that right?” I murmur.

“You and I both know it is. I’m just making things worse for myself. He hasn’t told Mix, yet. I know he’s still struggling with the age thing. This thing with you and Eva is going to set us all back.” She frowns.

“I take it she told you.” I lift a brow at her.

Misty nods. “We’re best friends. We tell each other everything.”

“Really?” I ask and watch for her reaction.

I know this not to be a fact. Misty’s face falls as she looks down at the ground. She begins playing with the hem of the oversized T-shirt she has on. I make a mental note of who the T-shirt most likely belongs to.

“I want to tell her. I will soon. With everything going on, it’s not like I’ll be able to hide things for much longer,” Misty says quietly.

I nod in understanding. “What are you doing out here anyway?” I ask.

“Waiting on you.” She shrugs her little shoulders. “Besides, I needed the fresh air.”

“What can I do for you?” I say tiredly as I prop a shoulder against the side of the clubhouse.

“Actually, it’s what I can do for you.” She perks