Everlasting - Christine Michelle Page 0,18
into my car and followed Christina back to the clubhouse. It was kind of awe-inspiring to see her take the point position on her Harley while Jay brought up the rear. It’s how I had always imagined Toby and Jay would have ridden, reluctantly, when I was able to drive. Unfortunately, that wasn’t exactly how things had gone down. Still, I smiled and wondered where my brother was and if he was somewhere that he could see everything that happened to us. Maybe I should stop praying to gods who don’t listen and start hoping my brother might be out there somewhere and able to intervene for me.
Once we were in the parking lot of the Aces High MC clubhouse and everyone was off their bikes and out of the car, I heard Christina chirping into her phone. “How soon could we get someone on her tail?” She stopped and listened for a moment. “Fuck! We have no one in close proximity?” She saw my questioning gaze and clicked her cell over to speakerphone.
“I wish. We don’t have anyone up there. I have a couple guys from Redemption Inc. in New York right now, but they’re neck deep in shit with the girls from Dusty Rose. That situation blew up in a nasty way,” Keys informed her.
“We just pulled up at the clubhouse here. We’re going to go inside and see if they have anyone up that way that might be able to hop on her trail, so we don’t lose her,” Christina suggested.
“I hope like hell they have someone available. The last sighting that I have for her was at a rest area off 77 near Mt. Airy. Maybe, one of the guys from Cedar Falls can get to her as she’s passing through West Virginia or Virginia. Honestly, we have to hope we pick the right path to follow and catch her, because she has two major routes to take. I don’t think she’ll deviate to backroads since she probably wants to get back as quickly as possible.”
“Why not fly then?” I asked.
“Who is that?” Keys questioned.
“It was Ever,” Christina told her.
“Oh! Hey, Ever! She won’t fly because she knows she can be tracked easily that way. This bitch has got to be crazier than a whole can of nuts because if she came all the way from where we last thought Deck was, then she has at least a 15-hour drive in each direction.”
“That should work in our favor though, shouldn’t it? There’s no way she can drive the 15-hours straight through. Right? So, someone should be able to catch her if and when she stops to rest.”
“Maybe, if we’re able to keep track of her movements. I’m working on narrowing things down, but it’s not like we have eyes in the sky watching her in real time. Besides, we want someone to be able to keep a bit of distance and follow her back to where she has Deck, not pick her up. We don’t know how well interrogation will work on her. We also don’t know what they’d do to Deck if she doesn’t check in or come back in a specified amount of time.”
“I hate this,” I mumbled.
“I know you do, sweetie. We’re going to find him!” Keys sounded so confident that I really believed her for the moment, even though the odds didn’t seem to be in our favor at all. The woman had a ton of miles to cover in a car and she could easily get lost in anywhere, everywhere, or even find herself a new set of wheels if she was paranoid enough about possibly being followed.
Lucy and my mother-in-law stayed with the girls overnight because I refused to leave the clubhouse. I ended up staying in a spare room that was kept for the president of the club. I don’t think he had ever actually used it. From the time we had the girls, he never missed a night coming home to us and, before that, he wanted me to have complete faith in him, so he never stayed there. I would have trusted him to be there alone if he needed to be, but he didn’t ask me to do that. He just did what he knew he needed to do for me. It was one of the best things about Declan. He did that in all facets of his life. He took everyone’s feelings into consideration and did what he could to accommodate them. Obviously, that wasn’t