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to where to find him. He grunted in dismissal and went back to the map.
A moment later, Alec’s palm was slapping smack in the middle of downtown L.A.
“Look at me,” the president of the MC growled. “I’m talking to you.”
Lind’s jaw twitched with the effort of reining in his temper. He looked up—slowly, deliberately. “What?” he all but hissed in Alec’s face.
“You can’t keep her cooped up forever,” Alec said. “You need to loosen the leash.”
“You know I can’t do that,” Lind retorted. “Not until we get the bastard.”
“And how long do you think that’s going to take? Another day? Another week? Another month?”
Lind looked away briefly, embarrassed by his own giant failure. “I don’t know,” he mumbled. He looked back at Alec, his eyes sparkling with crazed determination. “But it’ll happen. We’ll get him.”
“We will,” Alec confirmed, softening slightly. “But in the meanwhile, you need to let Eve live her life.”
“I’m not taking any chances,” Lind said stubbornly.
Alec’s sharp features hardened further. “Very well,” he said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “But you’ll watch her yourself.”
Lind stared at him in disbelief. “Excuse me?”
“The boys are tired. You’re putting all of our resources in this mad 24/7 surveillance plan of yours, and we just can’t have it anymore.”
“I can’t watch her. I need to be looking for Douglas.”
“What do you mean, you can’t watch her?” Alec repeated, incredulous. “She’s your girlfriend!”
Lind glared. “I thought the club would always have each other’s backs, including those of members’ families and loved ones.”
“And we do,” Alec said, glaring right back. “You can’t accuse anyone of turning his back on you, Lind. But this has to stop. Either drag her over here where she can be safe without hogging the guys, or watch her yourself.”
“I can’t—”
“Make it happen,” Alec cut him off sharply. “I don’t care what you have to do, just make it happen. It’s an order.”
Lind clenched his jaw so tightly that he could almost hear his teeth grind. “Why are you being like this?” He was vaguely aware of just how childish that question sounded, but he couldn’t help it.
“Why am I being like this? Why are you being like this?” Alec retorted just as maturely. “Do you realize just how obsessive you have gotten since you got that letter? You’re freaking everyone out.”
Lind could hear the unspoken, “Myself included” in Alec’s words, and it stopped him cold. Alec Moore was not a man to get easily scared, let alone freaked out.
One always expects it to be some grand happening that will shake them out of their torpor, but the truth is, it’s always the little things that hit us the hardest and deepest. Presently, Alec’s unspoken words were like a truck slamming into Lind. Had he really gone that crazy over his need to protect Eve?
“When’s the last time you even saw her?” Alec asked quietly. Clearly, he could see that he was finally getting through to his friend, and he was more than ready to jump at the chance.
Lind shook his head numbly. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “Three days ago, four. I lost track of time.”
He cringed inwardly as he spoke. In his frantic effort to keep Eve safe, he had not been there for her at all. He had been so consumed with his frenzied, fruitless search that he had forgotten about the woman he was trying to protect. There was something ironic to the whole thing.
For the past few weeks, Lind had lived in a constant state of hyper alertness, almost of alarm. He didn’t sleep more than a couple of hours per night, and he obsessed over finding the man who was putting everything and everyone he loved in jeopardy. When he did sleep, he was plagued by nightmares. Sometimes it was Margaret Taylor
A moment later, Alec’s palm was slapping smack in the middle of downtown L.A.
“Look at me,” the president of the MC growled. “I’m talking to you.”
Lind’s jaw twitched with the effort of reining in his temper. He looked up—slowly, deliberately. “What?” he all but hissed in Alec’s face.
“You can’t keep her cooped up forever,” Alec said. “You need to loosen the leash.”
“You know I can’t do that,” Lind retorted. “Not until we get the bastard.”
“And how long do you think that’s going to take? Another day? Another week? Another month?”
Lind looked away briefly, embarrassed by his own giant failure. “I don’t know,” he mumbled. He looked back at Alec, his eyes sparkling with crazed determination. “But it’ll happen. We’ll get him.”
“We will,” Alec confirmed, softening slightly. “But in the meanwhile, you need to let Eve live her life.”
“I’m not taking any chances,” Lind said stubbornly.
Alec’s sharp features hardened further. “Very well,” he said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “But you’ll watch her yourself.”
Lind stared at him in disbelief. “Excuse me?”
“The boys are tired. You’re putting all of our resources in this mad 24/7 surveillance plan of yours, and we just can’t have it anymore.”
“I can’t watch her. I need to be looking for Douglas.”
“What do you mean, you can’t watch her?” Alec repeated, incredulous. “She’s your girlfriend!”
Lind glared. “I thought the club would always have each other’s backs, including those of members’ families and loved ones.”
“And we do,” Alec said, glaring right back. “You can’t accuse anyone of turning his back on you, Lind. But this has to stop. Either drag her over here where she can be safe without hogging the guys, or watch her yourself.”
“I can’t—”
“Make it happen,” Alec cut him off sharply. “I don’t care what you have to do, just make it happen. It’s an order.”
Lind clenched his jaw so tightly that he could almost hear his teeth grind. “Why are you being like this?” He was vaguely aware of just how childish that question sounded, but he couldn’t help it.
“Why am I being like this? Why are you being like this?” Alec retorted just as maturely. “Do you realize just how obsessive you have gotten since you got that letter? You’re freaking everyone out.”
Lind could hear the unspoken, “Myself included” in Alec’s words, and it stopped him cold. Alec Moore was not a man to get easily scared, let alone freaked out.
One always expects it to be some grand happening that will shake them out of their torpor, but the truth is, it’s always the little things that hit us the hardest and deepest. Presently, Alec’s unspoken words were like a truck slamming into Lind. Had he really gone that crazy over his need to protect Eve?
“When’s the last time you even saw her?” Alec asked quietly. Clearly, he could see that he was finally getting through to his friend, and he was more than ready to jump at the chance.
Lind shook his head numbly. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “Three days ago, four. I lost track of time.”
He cringed inwardly as he spoke. In his frantic effort to keep Eve safe, he had not been there for her at all. He had been so consumed with his frenzied, fruitless search that he had forgotten about the woman he was trying to protect. There was something ironic to the whole thing.
For the past few weeks, Lind had lived in a constant state of hyper alertness, almost of alarm. He didn’t sleep more than a couple of hours per night, and he obsessed over finding the man who was putting everything and everyone he loved in jeopardy. When he did sleep, he was plagued by nightmares. Sometimes it was Margaret Taylor
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