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“If you think we’re done, you’re wrong,” I rasped into her ear. And then placed her hands on the tiled wall, to help her support her body.

I didn’t make love to her. I fucked her. Hard. There was times to make love, and other times to fuck and this was a fuck moment.

As I lost myself in her, I forgot about the club rat. I forgot that her dad was in her room across the hall. I just fucked her and ended up moving my hand away from her mouth. Letting her moan her heart out. The whole clubhouse knew that night, that Autumn wasn’t quiet in bed- well in this case in the shower.

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Laying Autumn in the bed room she was basically struggling to keep her eyes open. I pulled the blankets over her. Kissing her on the forehead. I loved her. I knew that. How I just fucked her raw in the shower wasn’t really acceptable but fuck did I feel better.

Till my stomach turned. How the hell was I going to tell Hawk that we had a rat? I watched Autumn sleep and the weight of what to do next was heavy on my shoulders.

If someone opened their mouth, I’d be looking at the injection along with half of the table members.

We needed to find out who was informing. But as I rolled a cigarette. How could we know who to trust and who not to?

Vod? Lit? Wild? Jacob? Were they loyal? And in that moment. I didn’t have a answer.

Chapter 18

CAGE

Hawk’s hands formed into fists. “So this is why you asked for a closed sit down?” he hissed. Now understanding why I insisted on it just being him and I as I told we had a rat at the club.

“The growth houses, the brothel shut downs.” I recalled a few things that had happened in the past month. “All these things, someone at the table knows about.” I locked eyes with him. “We can’t trust anyone Prez. Not when our lives are on the line. This isn’t just about the club. This about Autumn as well. Who will care for her if we are all executed? We need to find the rat.”

“What do you suggest?”

“I’ve been thinking and I can’t seem to come up with a plan.” I ran my hand down my chin. “We could feed each one a story, see which one surfaces but that will take time and we don’t have time.”

Hawk and I shared a look. If the informant knows about our earners that means they would know the dirty deeds on the club. We were all screwed if this turned south. But how could we flush out someone when everyone at the table we had trusted?

JACOB

No one is perfect. I knew that. My family was far from the American dream. My dad tasted death for not being able to handle the drugs and lifestyle. My Mom died at the hands of the lifestyle as well. Whip lash back on the club.

In the end I knew this lifestyle would cost me my freedom and life. But what if everything I knew wasn’t the truth. What if what I thought I knew- wasn’t the case. Something like your parents death you accept it, in time.

However, what if that wasn’t the case? My eyes ran over the cheap motel. She had to be here. I had tracked her down. Finally. A part of me was nervous another half of me was pissed off that I was. Because she wasn’t really going to be here. How could she be?

I walked past the motel doors, finally coming to the one that the private detective had given me. Bringing my fist to the door I knocked and stood slightly away from the window, so they couldn’t see who I was.

I heard movement on the other side of the door and it ran through my head. Is this really happening? I don’t know what I was expecting but when that door opened everything changed, even though I should have been slightly prepared for it. My eyes locked with hers- and I realized then, I was far from prepared from my suspicions being confirmed.

My eyes locked with my mother’s and it was confirmed, she wasn’t dead.

Chapter 19

Autumn

Groceries. It was the pain of being in charge of the kitchen. Sure I wasn’t cooking as much but I still had to help out and the women couldn’t be trusted with club money. So it fell on my shoulders to make sure there was food to feed the extremely angry bikers at the moment.

Something was going on with them, and Cage was keeping his mouth shut. Something about not wanting to bring me into the problem.

I had bailed them out with the cash I had sitting in an account. As far as I was concerned it was just cash that the club had rights to having. So, I wasn’t really bothered when the table of members approached me about a loan.

I didn’t see it as a loan.

The club was family.

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