Drop a Gear and Disappear (Kings of Vengeance, #1) by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mc romance, romance, motorcycle romance, motorcycle club romance, motorcycle club romance series, revenge, revenge romance, alpha romance, bad boy romance
Publisher: Winter Travers
Published: 2019-02-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Quinn

The pieces fall into place...

“Dyno, where is everyone?” I stared at my apartment building, still trying to wrap my head around the conversations I just had with Kimber and Core.

“Uh, we’re all at the clubhouse. Don’t have much other place to be.”

“I just talked to Kimber.”

“Holy fuck,” Dyno swore.

“Yeah. Then after I got off the phone with her, Core called me. Shit is going down, and we need to make our move soon. Gather all of the guys. Church in an hour.” I ended the call and dropped the phone on the seat next to me.

I had taken Dyno’s truck over to the apartment.

I watched Fancy walk out the front entrance and ducked down so she wouldn’t see me.

I wasn’t quick enough.

“Gear!” she shouted. She pranced over to the truck in her high as shit heels and pounded on the passenger side window. “Open this damn door,” she demanded.

I unlocked the door only because I didn’t want her drawing attention to me. “Keep it down, Fancy,” I mumbled.

She swung the door open and hauled her ass up into the truck. “Where in the hell have you been?” she demanded. “Better yet, where in the hell is my best friend?”

“People looking for her?” I asked. I had hoped to get Kimber back before people would start noticing but time was getting away from me.

“Well, besides me, her damn job was wondering where the hell she was,” she spat.

“Fuck. You tell them anything?” If the cops were looking for Kimber then that was going to cause a whole other set of problems for me to deal with.

She glared at me and curled her lip. “I told them she was sick, and then I went into the damn bathroom and pretended to be her to call in sick. Now tell me where the hell Kimber is.”

“She’s with the Rolling Devils.” There wasn’t any point in beating around the bush with Fancy. She would just nag the truth out of me eventually.

“You’re a Rolling Devil so why are you here and she’s not?” she demanded.

I picked at the shirt I was wearing. “You see a cut on me, doll?”

She wrinkled her nose. “No, which is odd because I have never seen you without one.”

“I’m not a Devil anymore. Not since they beat the shit out of me, dumped me in a ditch, and took Kimber.”

Fancy’s jaw dropped. “Say what?” she gasped.

“Yeah, shit got crazy real quick.” Shit I should have seen coming, but like they say, hindsight it twenty/twenty.

“So, what in the hell are you doing here? Why aren’t you going in there guns blazing getting her back?” she shrieked.

I shook my head and rested my hands on the steering wheel. “Because if I do that, I’ll be dead and Kimber will be sold to the highest bidder.”

“Sold? What in the hell do you mean by sold?” Fancy was going through all of the reactions and feeling I had when I found everything out about Kimber. She was just much more dramatic about it.

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