and their families? The Last Riders taking other people’s backs is how Winter almost lost her and Aisha’s life. If you hadn’t been there … There are some prices too high to pay.”
“Is there?” Killyama asked softly. “Look at me, Evangeline.”
Ginny turned, lifting her face to reveal the torment of the deeply held fear of her past catching up with her. She already had three deaths on her conscience, Ginny didn’t think she could handle any more.
Killyama lifted herself off the swing to stand beside her, placing a comforting arm around her shoulders. It was something Trudy would have done. From Killyama, it was strange yet somehow it infused the strong woman’s strength into her. “I don’t know the answer to that question. Only you do. You’re the one who’s going to have to decide if a future with Reaper is worth the price and be ready to live with the consequences, because I’m telling you straight-up: don’t keep any secrets from Gavin. If you truly feel like he’s your soul mate, tell him the truth from the get-go. He’s too smart not to figure out that there’s something off with you, and it’d be better if you tell him yourself. Go all in with him, or be prepared when he finds out and walks away. Reaper has no more second chances in him.”
If she did miraculously become involved with Gavin, she would bring danger right to him.
She remembered the brief glimpse of unbearable pain she had seen in Gavin’s eyes when he told her that he had learned waiting for something wasn’t worth it. He had been through so much; was it fair to want him in her life?
Killyama shook her head at her. “I can read your mind. You’re already trying to protect him.” Killy dropped her arm from around her shoulders to grab her biceps, giving her a hard shake. This was the Killyama that Ginny was more familiar with. “Reaper doesn’t need your protection; he needs someone who will make him whole again. Someone who’s going to blow his fucking mind and put Taylor in the rearview mirror.”
Ginny gave a choked laughed. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to accomplish all that.”
“Bitch, I have faith in you. Don’t worry. I’m just a phone call away if you need my advice.”
She had grown up hearing Killy’s advice to the other bitches, and Ginny didn’t have high hopes today, either.
Offended at the look on Ginny’s face, Killyama straightened to her full height and poked a finger at her chest. “I’m the only one who bagged a Last Rider.”
Ginny couldn’t let her sister be one-upped. “Trudy nabbed a movie star who used to belong to Oceane Fournier.”
“Used to be, so he doesn’t count. Besides, I wouldn’t expect T.A. to be giving you advice anytime soon.”
“No, I don’t expect she will.”
“You’re better off. T.A. gives shit advice. I’m all you need to get the job done.”
Ginny held her hands up in surrender. “Fine. If I do feel the need for anymore advice, I’ll call you.”
“I’m not done.” Killyama grew serious again, using her hands on Ginny’s arms to move her backward until the swing bumped against the back of her thighs. “There’s a few things you need to know before you make another move on Reaper.”
Ginny sat at the tone of Killyama’s voice.
“I’m not going to sugarcoat what I’m going to tell you, and if you ever breathe a word that I told you, I’ll call you a damn liar.”
Ginny licked her suddenly dry lips. “I don’t need sugarcoated. I’ve learnt it doesn’t make it go down any easier. Do you know anyone better at keeping a secret than me?” Raising a questioning brow, Ginny didn’t think Killy did, because she began without preamble.
“Have you heard about the dark web?”
Her blood went ice-cold. “Yes, but I’ve never gone there.”
“Buckle up, this isn’t going to be a fun trip.”
Chapter Five
“Is that everything?” Keeping her face expressionless, Ginny prayed there wasn’t a tell showing.
“Yes, it’s likely Hammer and Jonas have more information, but good luck getting it out of them.” Killyama cast her a worried look. Ginny could see that she was having second thoughts about entrusting her with the confidences that she had shared about Gavin. “If any of The Last Riders or Hammer ever found out what I told you, they’d hate me. I jeopardized my marriage, little bitch. You better not make me regret it.”
“I won’t. Thank you, Killyama. I owe you one.” Shakily, Ginny got to her