not is another matter, but it’s worth a try.
“You got any idea who could be behind it?” I ask. In the few weeks I’ve been here, I’ve come to know these men. I just can’t imagine any of them being involved in this shit.
“Nope. Not that we haven’t tried to find out, but whoever is ratting us out is clever. They haven’t pinged our radar yet, but it’s only a matter of time before they fuck up and show us who they are.”
Having a rat in a club is a fucking death sentence for that club. Who knows what secrets are being spilled, what truths are being uncovered? It’s why Rav sent me. This needs to be shut down and fast.
“We’ll figure it out, brother,” I tell him. “Won’t go free for long.”
“Hope you’re right, because I can’t run a club with a traitor in my ranks.”
He can’t, and whoever it is, he’s a dead man walking.
5
Amy
What the hell am I supposed to wear for a dinner date with a biker? Will he turn up in jeans? Should I wear jeans too? I blow my hair out of my face and peer around the destruction I’ve created this afternoon. My bedroom looks like an explosion in a department store. I have dresses laid out across the bed, pumps littered around the floor and I’m no closer to finding an outfit that works.
Desperation has me grabbing my cell off the nightstand and dialing the one person I know can help.
Harmony.
She picks up after the second ring.
“I was just thinking about you,” she says to me. “Are you ready for your big date?”
“I need help,” I blurt out.
“What’s going on? Do you need me to send Harlen over?” Concern laces her words.
The fact she would even say this has my belly filling with warmth.
“No, it’s nothing like that. I’m freaking out about my dinner date with Shane. What am I supposed to wear?”
“Whatever you’re comfortable in.”
“Will he expect a dress? Jeans and a nice shirt?”
“What would you wear if you were going to Flame with me?”
I consider that for a moment. “Jeans, boots, nice shirt.”
“That’s what you should wear tonight then.”
“I shouldn’t even be going out with him,” I mumble, sinking onto the edge of the bed among the chaos. “Am I crazy?”
“Why would you say that?”
“Because he’s a biker. An outlaw. Your cousin warned me about him.”
“Which one?”
“Cobi.”
“What did he say?”
“That the Sons are bad news.”
There’s a pause. “I’m sure my family thought that about Harlen. I know my uncle had questions about Wes when July got with him. If it is the BOOM, nothing you do will stop you being together.”
I flop back on the bed. “I’m scared of getting close,” I admit.
She knows why. Harmony is the only person I’ve really opened up to about my Dr Hofstadter nightmare. We both understand what an evil bastard that man was. I was sexually assaulted by him, but he’d done worse to Harmony. It’s no wonder she couldn’t stand staying in her job any longer.
“You can’t let that asshole determine your future, Amy.”
She’s right, but I can’t help it. The thought of getting close to a man makes my stomach fill with ice. Can I really do it? Can I really allow a man like Shane into my world? Any man, in fact. I thought Dr Hofstadter was a good guy, and look what happened there.
“It’s only dinner, right? It’s not like he’s proposing,” I mutter, my hand scraping over my eyes. What am I thinking? Dinner. With an outlaw.
I’ve finally lost my mind.
“Go, see what happens. You might really enjoy yourself. If you don’t, well, you don’t have to see him again.”
“Good point.”
“Amy?”
“Yeah?”
“I want all the gossip tomorrow. You’d better call me.”
I laugh. There won’t be any gossip because I plan on behaving myself, but I say, “Obviously I’ll call. Thanks, girl.”
“Anytime.”
Harmony hangs up and I toss my phone onto the bed, wondering for the thousandth time what I’m doing.
Flame is, as I expect, crowded. Every table is full and the waitresses are bustling between the tables. The atmosphere is electric and nerves fire through me as I wait for the hostess to finish with the couple in front of me.
I hope he hasn’t stood me up.
I fidget with my purse, my nerves tingling as I peer around the room. It’s then I see Shane sitting at a table near the window. He hasn’t seen me yet and he looks as nervous as I’m feeling. He also looks delicious. That