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FBI. A storm was looming in the distance.
    But right now, all I could think about was Gabriel.
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    W e checked out the next morning. Gabriel was mostly silent on the way down the elevator. I waited in a corner of the vast marble lobby.
    If I concentrated, I could still smell traces of him on my skin. It gave me a strange feeling. I wasn’t happy, but I wasn’t angry either. Confused. I just settled on the fact that I was confused.
    I watched Gabriel strolling toward me after he finished checking out. His eyes were averted. He didn’t even look at me until he slid on his sunglasses. “Ready?” his emotionless mouth said to me.
    I jerked back to life. “Yeah.” Finally, I realized Gabriel was just like me. I understood him. People like us couldn’t afford to feel, to be vulnerable. Then and now. Not with this mess hanging over our heads.
    I made sure to give him a wide berth as I followed him to where his bike was parked.
    “What the fuck?”
    I strained to look around him at the parking spot. The first thing I noticed was that his Harley was lying on its side, opposite of the kickstand. My stomach soured. That was not a good sign.
    Gabriel rushed to his bike and struggled to right it. One of his mirrors was missing. I found it yards away just to the side of another parking spot. I picked it up and walked it back to him.
    “There’s no way this ended up all the way over there from the bike falling over. Someone must’ve knocked it off with a baseball bat,” he said.
    “Or by pistol-whipping it.”
    Gabriel gave me a curious look.
    I knelt down by his rear tire. It was flat.
    Gabriel released an aggravated, lion-like roar that startled me. He spun around and gripped his hair. “What the fuck!”
    I shook my head. “I’m sorry, Gabriel. There aren’t a lot of things that can do damage like this.” A gun was one of them. I watched him carefully. “You know who has one.”
    Gabriel stopped pacing. A look of hardened resolve passed over his face. He nodded firmly, turning his hands into fists. “Adrian.”
    I did a double-take. “W-what?”
    “I’m going to kill that fucker.”
    I hurried over to his side. “I was talking about Dash!”
    Gabriel snorted. “Dash would never do this.”
    I gaped at him. “After what he did to Gloria?”
    “We don’t know that for sure.”
    I coughed, at a loss for words. After a moment, the only thing that came to mind was, “Are you fucking kidding me right now?”
    “Look.” Gabriel planted both feet on the pavement. “I don’t know how they do things in Nowhere, Arizona, but out here? We don’t mess with another brother’s bike, no matter how bad things get. It’s our code. It’s our law .”
    My entire body shook. I was seething. How dare you? I thought at him. He’d sneered the words “Nowhere, Arizona,” like it was nothing but a dog turd scraped against his shoe. But he didn’t know anything about where I came from, who I came from. Noah, Liam, and the rest of the Canyon City Skull Kings could’ve kicked his ass from here to Timbuktu, easily.
    But before I could say any of that, Gabriel muttered something about catching a cab and stalked off.
    I’m going to kill that fucker, his voice echoed in my mind. He’d been talking about Adrian. Suddenly, my pulse was pounding through my veins. I was afraid of what Gabriel might do. He didn’t seem like a violent guy, but you never knew what could happen if someone messed with a Skull King’s Harley.

Chapter 10
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    I found Gabriel smoking a cigarette by the casino entrance. His dark eyes watched the crawling line of taxis, but he stayed leaned against the wall.
    “I thought you were getting a cab,” I said.
    Gabriel shrugged. “Can’t leave my bike here. I’m trying to figure out what to do.”
    It figured. Biker boys were predictable. Luckily, I’d managed to find someone willing to help us out, and he chose that exact moment to pull up to the curb in his pick-up