Page 50 of Healing Souls

Gray sits up and shoots me a glare but stops looking at the screen.

“Right now? Go to school,” Noah says.

I roll my eyes at him. “What can we do to help with all ofthiscrap?” I motion with my hand to the laptop screen that still displays the pictures of Tabby and Daniel.

“Keep your eyes and ears open. Maybe even try being more involved with some of the others. I know you guys like to keep to yourselves, but you aren’t actual members of the club right now, so maybe someone will be more willing to slip up around you. When you’re at school, be cautious. A prospect or a member will be on guard just as a precaution, but still be aware. Also, try to talk to Lex. She was in the Wilson’s house. There’s a chance she knows something or saw something. See if you can get any information out of her.”

“We can do that.” Alright, that’s not entirely true; it will probably be a fight to get her to even be around us she hates us so fucking much. “What are you all going to be doing?” I ask.

Noah smiles, but it’s sinister and even kind of creeps me out. “I am going to play.”

Rage shoves him. “Shut the fuck up. Before Harley got here, Nerds was putting pieces together of everything going on with Tammy and Richard, so he is going to dive back into that—”

“I’ll help,” Gray says immediately.

Rage nods. “Okay. Thank you. I also have some connections I am going to talk with. We’re keeping this close to the chest. We had church and filled them in on the basics, but from here on out, anything having to do with Tammy, Richard, Harley, or Daniel stays between you boys and all the ranking officers. Got it?”

We nod in agreement, then stand up to leave the office. Before Cade can open the door, Rage speaks again.

“Boys.” We all glance back at him. “I know I’m asking a lot of you, but this is important for many reasons. Please remember that when it comes to not speaking to Harley about this.”

“You got it, boss.” I say with a salute. Rage sighs, and we walk out.

No words are spoken as we amble through the club and up the stairs. At the top, Cade halts before entering his room, turning back to look at us.

“We’re keeping this from her for now,” he mutters. “I never made a promise for forever.”

I nod my head. “And we do everything we can to help them figure this out because I don’t think things are going to just magically get easier. I know I have a fuck ton of questions, and I am going to get the answers.”

Cade and I both look at Gray, who bites the corner of his lip, hesitating for a second before speaking. “Normally, I would be the one to say we should leave this all alone. It isn’t our problem, and we shouldn’t be involved, and I really don’t want to keep things from her but… something has changed. Shifted. I know we have to do this. I will work with Nerds and learn everything I can from him. I want to be as good as he is. Especially if it helps Harley.”

Cade gives a grunt of agreement. I will take it, especially since he talks more now with Harley around than he ever has. “I’m going for a run.”

I chuckle. “Bear has probably gone on five runs without you by now.”

Bear, Cade’s dog, hates being inside. He will spend all of his time outside running around. I have only seen him inside occasionally, and it is usually when he is with Cade or Gray. He is definitely not a people person and stays out in the wooded areas often. Although, he loves running with Cade.

Cade disappears into his room to get ready for a run, and I stare at Harley’s door. I am pretty sure she’s in there. It is pretty late in the day now, and everyone is getting ready to head to bed.

“You want to talk to her or just check on her?” Gray asks, standing next to me.

I bite my lip with a shrug. “I want whatever she wants.”

“Well, check on her. But maybe don’t sleep outside her door this time?” he suggests with a hesitant chuckle.

I glance back at him as I walk towards her door. “I will if I need to.”

He sighs and shakes his head, a small smile playing on his lips as he heads into his room.

I knock on Harley’s door, and a few seconds later, the lock twists and she opens it. Fuck me, she is gorgeous. Her hair is wet and in twin braids coming down the front of each shoulder. She is wearing a baggy t-shirt and some leggings. Her face is makeup free. Although, I don’t think I have ever seen her wear makeup.

Her large hazel eyes stare up at me, and I can’t help but examine every inch of her.

The scar on her face stands out against her pale, freckled skin, but it doesn’t take away from her beauty. Rather, it makes her unique and even more beautiful to me.

“Ryker?” she questions softly.

I clear my throat. “I just wanted to check on you. Are you okay?”

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