Page 60 of Breaking the Rules (Roaming Devils MC 1)

“Hey, Dad?” She stopped stocking the closet and stared at the supplies. “Why are the police coming to visit me at work about the stabbing? There’s no criminal charges being presented.”

He didn’t say anything immediately, which made her think that something else was going on. “Dad?”

“They’re considering this a murder attempt. His father has left town and suspicion leads them to think that he had something to do with Ryker’s stabbing.”

She shook her head. “They’re grasping at straws.”

“Are they?”

“Dad, come on.” They weren’t going to get the club on attempted murder. She didn’t know what all they did, but she did know that they did plenty of illegal stuff.

“You’re not involved in any of their business, are you?”

“No.” She closed her eyes. “I’ve got to go. Patients to see. Work to do.”

“What time do you get off work?”

“Six.”

“Come over then.”

She hung up from him and went back to stocking the closet. She had an easy day, but she figured the night would be interesting.

When it was time to leave work, she went home to find Ryker holding a meeting with Vampire and Superman. Those two seemed to be his trusted friends, while the two prospects that Razor had told to shoot her stood outside the apartment, waiting for them.

“Ah, look who’s home.” Vampire smiled at her. The man was cute for someone that got his nickname for being bloodthirsty. He was also a nice guy for the most part. None of Ryker’s friends were complete jackasses.

“We’ve got to go.” Ella stared at Ryker. “Get your clothes on.”

He frowned. “Where are we going?”

“I told my dad that we’d have dinner with him and my mom tonight.”

Ryker frowned. “I’m going to pass.”

She scoffed. “Fine. Go back to your little club meeting.”

She grabbed some of her clothes from the laundry basket she had yet to put away and went to change in the bathroom. It didn’t matter if he went or not. Her father was trying to make up for the whole stabbing incident. She changed into a pair of skinny jeans and a tight baby-blue shirt. She matched it with knee-high boots and a light black leather moto jacket. Her hair was a mess, but it would simply have to work. She finger combed the tangles out and added some lip gloss to her lips.

“Maybe for now,” Vampire commented when she walked out of the bathroom.

Ryker stopped talking long enough to give her his attention. She grabbed her keys and purse. “You’re on your own tonight.” She glanced between the men. “I got a visit from the police today. They were fishing around for what caused that hole in your side.”

“What did you tell them?”

“That it was an accident.”

“Anything else?” Ryker asked.

“No. But I’m not going to lie if they ask the right questions. I’m not part of the club. I have no reason to protect Razor.”

“Nobody is protecting Razor.” Ryker stood from the bed. He walked across the room to where she stood. “Don’t tell your dad anything.”

“He already knows.”

Ryker’s eyes widened. “What does he know?”

“I went off on him at the hospital.” She shrugged. “They were there.”

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