Biker Justice: A Skull Kings MC Novella by Sage L. Morgan

Author:Sage L. Morgan [Morgan, Sage L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: biker erotica, mc biker erotica, biker club romance, motorcycle club romance, biker bait, new adult romance, new adult romance sex, alpha male
Publisher: Sage L. Morgan
Published: 2014-07-20T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Help?

“How exactly can I help you, Special Agent Michael Holder?”

“Come on, I’m serious.”

I crossed my arms. “Well? What do you want from me?”

Logan rested his elbows on his knees and laced his fingers together. He chewed on his bottom lip. “It’s about Lisbeth.”

A flare of irritation broiled up inside of my chest, but I calmed it back with a few deep breaths. “Okay. It’s about that tattoo, isn’t it?”

“It goes deeper than that,” Logan said, sounding exhausted. He sighed and began rubbing his eyes. “I recognized the compass from my days as a research assistant. It didn’t mean anything to me at the time, but when Lisbeth came back into town with that image on her arm, something clicked. You see, the Scorpions were the dealers, but we never found the supplier. That’s part of the reason why I’m still here.”

“And what do Lisbeth and a bunch of prostitutes have to do with it?”

“Remember I told you the rose was a symbol for the prostitutes? It’s just a small fraction of what the compass gang does. They have their hands stuck in a lot of cookie jars: money laundering, gun trafficking, prostitution, drugs. I know it’s kind of a long shot, but I got a hunch that Lisbeth showing up in town was not a coincidence.”

“And?”

“And obviously, I can’t out her to her brother or the rest of the MC because we have no idea how deep this goes. But until I find out, she might be in danger.”

My mind worked quickly, piecing the odds and ends together. “So, you want me to convince Lisbeth to tell you what she knows.”

“You’re the only one who can get the truth out of her. There’s got to be more to her story than what she told you, don’t you agree?”

I wasn’t exactly sure, or maybe I just didn’t want to know. Thinking about what Lisbeth had to do to get inked with the rose was horrible enough. But if there was something worse coming, then Lisbeth really was in danger.

“I don’t know if I can, Logan.”

Logan nodded. Suddenly, he looked tired. He looked old. “I understand. We’ll talk about it some other time. But think about it, okay? And keep an ear out. The compass affiliates have a sort of code that they use to recognize each other in the streets. They call themselves ‘True North.’”

“True North,” I whispered.

“And this goes without saying, but don’t tell anyone we had this conversation or I’ll have to kill you.”

I burst out laughing. It was from the tension. It was from the uneasiness I’d felt from the moment we walked into that house. Or maybe, I laughed hoping Logan would join me, assuring me that he was just kidding around about the killing part.

But he kissed me instead. And it was miles away from every single kiss he’d given me before. His lips groped, his tongue probed desperately. He communicated through that kiss what neither of us could put into words. He was seeking comfort from me, the way I did from him.

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