Page 28 of Hell's Claim

“Shit. The entire club knows?”

“Yup. Just ain’t said nothing to ya, not because we got something to hide, but because you’re wrong. Time will prove that.”

“What if time proves I’m correct, Tiny?” Sunny asked as he finished his sandwich.

“Then Hellfire will do what’s right. We’ll take care of the rat.”

Sunny nodded but couldn’t help wondering if Tiny was deflecting attention away from himself. But if the entire fuckin’ club had realised his purpose, then it made it harder for Sunny to root the traitor out.

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“What do you mean, son?” Cherry asked.

“I thought I was being clever. I wasn’t. The club’s aware of why I returned.”

“Okay. That just means they know,” Cherry replied.

“Mom. It means they may be watching you.”

“We expected that. I have the go-bags packed and within easy reach. I also have weapons scattered around the house. Don’t worry, I will be fine. But I’ll keep an eye out. If I see anything suspicious, I’ll tell you.”

“Maybe you ought to take Liv and head for the safe house now,” Sunny said.

“Oh, can’t do that, son. I just started painting lessons, and the male model is a rather attractive young man who’s very well-hung!” Cherry chirped, and Sunny snorted.

“Mother!”

“Sunny, lighten up, boy. You need to get laid.”

“Mom, worry about your own sex life and not mine!” Sunny retorted, and Cherry tittered.

As he hung up, Sunny remembered those beautiful eyes staring into his. Shit, which sister had he slept with? Polly or Callie?

Chapter Seven.

Callie – May 2024

Iwas so damn tired, I needed to hit the sack and get some shuteye. Luckily, the team had a two-month break before our next investigation. We’d been non-stop for months, and we were all dangerously close to burnout. I’d argued and gained a long break for them. It wasn’t as if the network didn’t have enough footage to make another three seasons easily. They had plenty because of our constant filming.

The team had returned to Spearfish with me, and we’re hired a house for two months. It was the first time we had been back since I’d slept with Sunny eight months ago. That wasn’t because I’d been avoiding him, but because we’d booked investigations back-to-back. My problem was saying no when someone contacted us for help.

But seeing how drained we all were, I’d finally said we were on a break. We’d arrived in Spearfish this morning and headed for the house. It wasn’t far from the compound but had enough distance for my privacy. Clio had texted me an invitation for this evening to the clubhouse, but I had refused. We were so damn tired, all we wanted to do was sleep. I’d told Clio we wouldsee her this weekend. Clio had been disappointed but said she understood.

I collapsed full length on my bed and closed my eyes. I didn’t even have the energy to get undressed.

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“Are we going to look at Ravenberry Manor again while we are here?” Freddie asked as she shovelled cereal into her mouth.

“We’re on a break,” I replied as I sipped my coffee.

“Yes, but Ravenberry was fun. And it wouldn’t be a formal investigation, you know, for the network,” Harry added.

“Seriously? You guys want to work instead of relaxing?” I questioned, eyeing the pool outside.

“Yeah,” Phil said.

“We’ve got all the equipment. Let’s take two weeks and then hit the Manor. You think Lavender will open the doors to us again?” Jack inquired.

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