Page 133 of Reaper's Rival

“Does it really matter? I’ll have you know I haven’t even shut the curtains yet.”

“Well, stop what you’re doing and turn around and go shut them.”

I huffed. “Fine, but you will really regret this once I show you my surprise.”

So doing as the King had ordered, I began to shut the curtains. “So wanna tell me what has you all tight-lipped and grumpy?” I asked.

“Nothing.”

“Reaper.”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Right, because you always sound this happy.”

“What do you expect Abby, I’m riding for hours on a job I shouldn’t even be on.”

“So it’s the ride to Kelly that has you grumpy, nothing else?”

“Yeah look, I’ve got to go.”

“What, why?”

“There’s some paperwork on my bedside table. Can you take that into the clubhouse and put it in my office? I’ve got a guy picking them up.”

“Ok. But I still don’t know why you have to go.”

“Night, Abby.” He was short and abrupt.

“Ok, night.”

He hung up straight away.

What the hell was that about? I pulled the last curtain closed and then I slid my phone in my jeans pocket. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked him what was wrong after all.

***

The clubhouse was dead as I pulled in. Usually, there is the roar of motorbikes and the garage doors are open, with cars and bikes being worked on.

Instead, there were a couple of cars parked near mine, and that was it.

I pushed open the clubhouse door and headed for Reaper’s office with the paperwork in hand.

I was nearly at the door too when a pair of clicking heels stormed at me, nearly sending me on my face.

“You can’t go in there,” a blonde with a pair of large boobs flapped at me.

“Um yes, I can.”

“No, you CAN’T”

I huffed. “And who are you?”

“I’m Reaper’s girl, and I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t want some nobody going through his stuff.”

The bitch just said what? I was about to throw down her dreams when Alexis appeared, standing next to her.

“Sorry, Abby. Brittany is confused. You go ahead and do whatever it was you were doing.” Alexis tugged a shocked Brittany away.

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