the killer had grabbed Pam, he scraped her arm or leg along the sill and split her skin.
We were told to sit tight and let the police do their job.
That right there was not something the Devil’s Knights did well.
There appeared to be less tension between King and Ransom, but they seemed to still be bumping heads. Add Luna into the picture, who growled and glared every time Ransom walked past her, and it was tension city.
I managed to grab a plate of food and sat down by Indiana. Her eyes bugged out when she had looked at my plate, and I knew I had made a mistake.
Thankfully, she whispered to me to skip the Jell-O, and I knew I would not only be forever in debt to Marco but also to Indiana for saving me from killing my taste buds with the vinegar Jell-O.
Some of the girls from the club weren’t as lucky to receive a word of warning from Indiana or Meg. One of the girls had a huge hacking fit and almost threw up all over.
Marley then asked Meg if maybe there was too much pepper in the corn. Marley had been very close to getting the whole bowl of corn turned over her head if it hadn’t been for Troy quickly changing the subject.
We spent the rest of the day just hanging out in the common room since there wasn’t anything else we could do.
Indiana managed to beat Marley to helping with dinner, and everyone was happy there weren’t mystery dishes they needed to avoid.
“You ready to go over the list of things you promised you would tell me later?” Indiana laughed. “We need to go over it before I forget.”
I held up one finger. “What was number one?”
“Why isn’t Troy a member of the MC?” she asked.
“Easy answer? He doesn’t want to be.”
“There’s a hard answer?”
I shrugged. “I guess not. I’m sure Troy has a reason why he doesn’t want to be part of the club, but it boils down to that he doesn’t want to be. He was friends with Meg before she ever met King.”
“So, Troy hangs out with the club, but not as a member.”
I nodded. “Yup. That’s how Luna got in with all of us. Out of all of us, she’s got the biker attitude of not giving a fuck.”
Indiana laughed. “I don’t know about that. I think you all have that air about you.”
I stuck up another finger. “Number two.”
“King’s name. And Snapper. I don’t know exactly what I’m asking.”
I quirked my eyebrow. “Well, King’s name is Lo. The only people that used to call him that were Meg and his mom, Ethel. Meg and King adopted Snapper when he was four. I think he doesn’t call King dad because he remembers his dad, but he wants to call King something more fatherly than what we all call him.”
“I guess I’ll accept that answer. Makes sense.”
I added another finger. “Number three.”
“I feel this is like number three, four, and five, but we’ll call it three.” Indiana cleared her throat and smiled wide. “What is the connection with the Banachis and the Knights? Where is Leo? What exactly are you going to owe Marco for saving Royal?”
Yeah, those were some dousey questions. “Way back before I was born, the Knights got into some trouble. At first, the Banachis were the bad guys, but then, shit flipped, and the Knights came to an agreement with them. Then, Fayth, Leo’s sister, was kidnapped. Slider saved her and managed to fall in love with her.”
“Wow,” Indiana gasped. “The biker fell in love with the mafia princess.”
“Are you writing a book in your head or something?” I laughed.
She shrugged. “No, but it does sound like something I’ve read before.”
“Trust me, the Devil’s Knights are more than book worthy. Some of this shit deserves to be on the big screen.”
“Right,” she giggled. “I wonder who they would cast to play me.”
I pressed a kiss to her lips. “Only the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“You, darlin’. Only you could play you.”
She rolled her eyes and smacked me on the chest. “Here I was hoping you would say Megan Fox or someone sexy like that.”
“Was that all of the questions?”
“Yes, but I do have one more.” She propped herself up on her forearm and looked down at me. “Why don’t you guys just tell Marley she could maybe lay off the mystery ingredients and just follow the recipes,” Indiana laughed.
A laugh busted from my lips, and