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this is to keep me safe, but the walls feel like they’re closing in.”
Tank set me up in one of the Hellions’ duplexes in the back. The duplexes are behind the clubhouse and within the gates of the compound, so I’m as safe as I could ever get. He put me in what Sass calls his ‘Cave of Coming.’ Someone was apparently always coming to this duplex, both to visit and because he used to be a man-whore. Thankfully, I was assured I am sleeping on a new bed.
Learning this about Tank only reminds me that I don’t know much about him before he got shot and ended up in a coma. The man I know now is completely devoted to the redheaded vixen sitting next to me.
I am completely miserable.
“You gotta know, Desirae, the grass isn’t always greener on the other side. Bikers have a code they live by. You’re family, and we’ll keep you safe. It’s not always easy, but it’s necessary.”
“I know that. Really, I do.” Tears fill my eyes, and Sass reaches over to squeeze my hand. “I wish I knew what kind of trouble Suzie was in. I wish I knew who the people—” I sob, letting the tears fall yet again.
“The boys are gonna find out who did this, Des.”
I know Sass is trying to make me feel better, but it only makes it worse. My mind is running on a constant loop of watching my sister being murdered. I’m starting to wonder if I will ever be able to close my eyes without seeing her bloody and pleading with me to run away. I can’t sleep; I don’t want to eat; and every little noise I hear sends me into a panic, afraid my sister’s killers have somehow found me.
What is worse, I didn’t get a chance to lay my sister to rest. Leaving the task to my parents makes me feel like I have abandoned Suzie. They barely took care of us in life, so why should they be the ones who get to say good-bye to her while I run for my life? It should be me who gets to say that good-bye, not them.
Because of this, I am filled with a renewed bitterness toward my mother and father. I’m not sure I will ever be able to forgive them for finally stepping up to take care of my Suzie when her life was over. I already know I will never be able to forgive myself for realizing too late that she needed my help.
I cover my face with my hands as I wonder for what must be the millionth time, Why didn’t you tell me that you were in trouble, sweet Suzie Sunshine?
The front door opens, and I jerk my head up to see Tank walk in with Roundman, the Hellions club prez.
Sass gets up and greets her man, who then practically consumes her in a sloppy and loud kiss.
I turn my head, feeling like I’m intruding on a private moment between them.
“Cut that shit out, you two,” Roundman barks at them.
They make their way into the living room where Sass sits back down beside me while the men pace around the room.
“I’m gonna cut to the chase,” Roundman starts. “Anthony Ricca, sound familiar? Antoney? Tony? Any of those sound familiar?”
I shake my head, and Roundman rubs his goatee as he thinks. Tank watches me as if I should know this name.
“Your sister”—Roundman looks at me—“you know who she was fuckin’?”
My mouth drops open in shock. Sure, Suzie and I talked. We talked about sex even, but I never thought about who she slept with.
“She started dating a guy. For a while, it seemed pretty serious.” I pause, thinking about what Suzie told me of her man. “She was smitten.”
“You got a name?”
Taking a moment, I think back. “Nino. She called him Nino. She never told me his last name. See, the first few dates, he was a perfect gentleman: said the right stuff, did the right things, total swoon worthy, as Suzie would say. Then he got pushy. That’s all she told me.”
Roundman looks at Tank, and they share some unspoken conversation as I sit back, baffled.
“How long ago was that?” Tank asks, still watching Roundman.
“Three months before she came to see me, give or take a week or two.”
“Nino Ricca is
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