Death Ride (Blue Bandits MC Book 5)

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good mood,” Jamie told him and kept walking.
    She entered her room a few moments later and grabbed some clothes before taking a shower. When she was done twenty minutes later, she felt better. Her body didn’t feel so sore and her mood had improved. Jamie headed back to Death’s room to get the tray but as she neared the door, she saw that Evert was waiting nearby watching her silently.
    Great, just what she needed.
    “I heard you were upset,” Evert stated, cutting right to the chase. That was one thing she liked about her brother—he wasn’t one to beat around the bush—he wanted to know something, he jumped right in with both feet.
    “It’s fine. I just had a bad day.”
    “Ah, not cut out to be a teacher, huh?” Evert asked with a little snicker.
    Jamie wanted to slap him because she realized he’d set her up today. She should have known he was being an ass as soon as he came to her with the sob story about not having anyone else available to give Mary a break today. Jamie found herself gripping the doorknob extra hard. Sometimes her brother tried to manipulate her to see things his way. Her assignment today had been about showing her that she didn’t want a job. Evert didn’t want her to work and today had been a bid to prevent her from asking to be allowed to get a job.
    Jamie was an adult and should be able to do whatever she wanted but respect for her brother and a healthy dose of fear of Headhunters trying to retaliate against her brother were holding her back. She knew that Evert could find her something to do where she would have the protection she needed as well as be independent but he didn’t want to. She didn’t think it was motivated by anything except fear. He was afraid if she were allowed to get a job that she would move on and he’d lose her. Jamie knew that no matter what happened in her life she would always need her brother, but life had taught him that people who were set free so to speak ended up gone forever.
    “No, but there will be something I can do. I just haven’t found the right job yet.” Jamie saw the way Evert’s eyes narrowed and his lips tightened.
    “Great. But why did you look upset when you left this room earlier? What did he say or do that upset you?” Evert demanded. Jamie rolled her eyes; he was being her overprotective brother again.
    “After the day I had, I was just in a bad mood. You’re the one who wanted me to bring him his meals and what we discuss is none of your business. You knew he would be an ass at some point and it’s part of the reason you haven’t been in to see him so don’t act all innocent now. I know you’re up to something with sending me in there to feed him—I’m just unsure what your true motive is—but I will figure it out eventually. You, in the meantime, can deal with not knowing what’s going on.” Jamie didn’t bother waiting on his reply, she just opened the door and stepped inside, effectively ending the conversation.
    Death glanced at the door, a frown on his face as he watched her come closer. “I didn’t mean to be an asshole earlier. I was concerned something had happened to you,” Death grunted when she was about a foot from the bed.
    “Commands don’t work well with me,” Jamie replied as she took the tray and stood holding it for a moment, glad at least one male in this place showed some signs of being decently human today. Death watched her silently for a long moment, seemingly evaluating her carefully. Jamie felt uneasy at the intense stare she was receiving from him and she heard the rattle of the dishes on the tray.
    “I gathered that when you walked out,” he finally said after another long moment. She nodded and turned to go but as she took a step away he spoke again, making her turn to look at him over her shoulder.
    “Are you going to tell me where you were?”
    “Nope,” she said, snapping her head around to face the door because a sly grin was covering her lips. Not telling him would make

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