Tracking Numbers by Janice M Whiteaker

Author:Janice M Whiteaker [Whiteaker, Janice M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: biker, mc, bad boy, motorcycle, motorcycle club, tattoo man
Publisher: Janice M. Whiteaker
Published: 2019-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

9

THE RIDE HOME is a little too quiet. Actually, Kerri has been quiet since her classes for the day ended. Maybe she’s just all talked out but I don’t think that’s it. It’s something else that’s bothering her.

“I’m not trying to be invasive.” I glance at her. She doesn’t even look my way so I keep going. “I just don’t want to assume you’re going to be safe at work. It’s not worth the risk.”

Her head snaps to face me. “So, you’re smart.”

It’s not a question. It’s a statement of fact but it sounds more like an accusation and I don’t know how to take it, so I shrug.

Her eyes zero in on the side of my face. “Why in the hell are you working for my father if you’re smart?”

I know she doesn’t mean it as in insult and I don’t take it as one. It’s actually a question I’ve been asking myself a lot lately. One I haven’t found a good answer to yet. I know how I started with the club but as far as why I’m still there? “It’s not something you can just quit doing, Kerri. You know that.”

“Do you want to quit?” The words rush out of her mouth.

I pull into her parking space beside Butch’s bright yellow Camaro. “It doesn’t matter what I want.”

I owe her father my life. He’s made that very clear to me on any occasion I stepped too close to being out of line. I’m sure King will mention the debt again when he deals with what happened at his house. And he will deal with it.

Kerri’s father rules the club with an iron fist. It’s how our small little independent club managed to eat up more and more territory over the past ten years. Taking out anyone and everyone in our way. Doing whatever her father told us.

Because we had to.

As a kid I didn’t realize what King was doing when he took me in. Even if I did, at eighteen I wouldn’t have cared. It would have been worth it. For the first time I was fed and clothed and had a warm bed to sleep in.

So I did whatever he asked of me.

King said steal. I asked how much.

King said find them. I asked how fast.

King said burn it down. I asked how hot.

But now I’m not so sure I want to do what he asks. I’m not so sure I agree with the way he’s built his empire.

Actually, I am sure.

I don’t want to do anything he asks and I don’t agree with anything he does. Including the way he treats his daughter and wife.

Especially the way he treats them.

I climb out of Kerri’s car and open her door. She slides her hand into mine and climbs out, giving Butch a little wave as we walk to her apartment. “What about Butch?”

Butch is my best friend in the world. Has been for five years now. I don’t know as much about his past and he doesn’t know too much about mine but I would guess we’re more alike than I know.

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