Page 20 of Ruger

"I'm sure the only reason I'm here is because of everything that's going on. It's not because he wants me here."

Weslei laughed. "You have a lot to learn, beautiful."

I didn't reply as I walked inside the house. Ruger and I didn't even know each other. All I knew was that I was extremely sexually attracted to the man — a man who was about to go do God knows what to those men. I didn't know him enough to trust him. So far, he had proven to be a man of his word, but I couldn't rest until my brother returned to me unharmed.

"Kenz."

I stirred slightly but didn't open my eyes. I had no idea when I had fallen asleep. All I knew was that Weslei and I were throwing back shots of Clase Azul and talking about our favorite musical artists. I met her girls, and they were super sweet and so proper. Sadè reminded me so much of her uncle it was scary. Although sweet, her wordplay was something she had to have gotten from him. It could have been from her dad as well, but I hadn't had the pleasure of knowing that side of Jaxson. Weslei was super sweet and looked like Kim Porter's twin. While we were drinking and playing cards, we got to know each other and realized we had a lot in common.

All I remembered after doing a few line dances was lying on the couch counting the moles on my arms, and now I was being disturbed out of my already disturbed rest. Feeling a tug on my ear, I tried to roll over and ignore the person calling me.

"Kenzi, wake up." I opened my eyes and looked around the spacious living room until my eyes landed on my brother. I smiled, throwing my arms around his neck, feeling relieved.

"You came back."

"There was no question about it."

I released Ghana and looked into his eyes.

"Is it over now?"

He sighed. "We handled it, but Nino got away."

"What? How?"

"He slipped through our fingers, but since that nigga doesn't have a crew no more, he's going to be hiding. Ru is going to keep a detail on you so you can go back to school or anywhere else you need to go."

"And Niko?"

"He was first."

"Jesus, Ghana. I feel like I'm living the life of a damn crime boss's sister. I didn't even know you were into all of this stuff. I just thought that you enjoyed riding bikes and joined a crew that liked to do the same. Now, I have to have security with me while I try to get back to a normal life. How is this fair?"

"The Motor City Rebels took me in when I didn't have shit, Kenzi. Ruger is the reason I was able to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table."

"Mr. Trent and Ms. Betty helped, so don't go there."

"They did what they could. I won't take that away from them, but it was Ru who gave me a job so I could make my own money."

"So, what is this club about?"

"Our mission in the club is to bring positivity to the community and form a brotherhood for those who are lost and trying to find their way. We don't go around killing people for fun, Sis, but if trouble comes our way, we're gonna handle it. I do apologize that I wasn't thinking clearly and off my meds, but just know I'm gon' always keep you safe."

I swallowed, and I closed my eyes, trying to take all of this in. I was praying they got rid of that entire crew because they were highly disrespectful. However, with the knowledge that Nino was still on the loose, I knew I wouldn't be safe out here alone until he was caught.

"Just take me home, please," I requested, pushing the throw blanket off of me to stand.

"That's another thing. You can't go home."

I frowned. "Why the fuck not, Ghana? I've stayed here long enough. I want to go back to my apartment and away from this damn city!"

"Because we don't know how much that nigga knows. Your tacky-ass friend was the one to tell them where you were hiding."

"She didn't even kno?—"

"She had your location, Kenz!"

"H-how did you know that?"

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