Page 8 of Indecent Lies

But Lawless rarely, if ever, got shit wrong.

He ignored the email and tried as much as he could to forget it.

For two days he ignored the gnawing sensation in his gut.

Replaying the words over and over in his mind.

The boys looked to be enjoying her company.

His control snapped and he threw down the shovel.

Whether it was Lawless’ sick mind games at work, or somehow a ruse to get him back to town to kill him, he didn’t know, but even the slightest thought of a little girl he once knew being held at the mercy of that deplorable MC put bile in his throat.

He walked across the field, up the porch steps to the Black household and knocked lightly. It was Austin who answered.

“I need to leave. I’m sorry,” he explained.

“That’s okay, son, it looks about finished anyway for the day.”

“I mean leaving town.”

Austin Black frowned. “Is anything the matter, Tait? We thought you were fixing to stay around until after the New Year at least. You know Bonnie was hoping you’d join us. Our girl, her husband and their kids are coming. You haven’t met Sena and Noah yet.”

He hadn’t but he’d heard a lot about The Black’s only child who lived in Manhattan with her family.

“I’m sorry. Something’s come up.” He couldn’t say more.

The Black’s didn’t know anything about his former life, and he was reluctant to let them in and hear what an untrustworthy guy he was.

The older couple were good to him when he didn’t deserve anyone’s compassion.

“Is there anything we can do?”

He shook his head. He wasn’t sure if even he himself could do anything.

Maybe it was all a ploy to find him.

After all, he’d gone off the grid so even his own brother didn’t know where he was.

“Are you coming back?”

There was that compassion again and it twisted up his guts.

“Maybe. I hope so. I don’t mind if you let my job go. You’ve been good to me and—”

“Say no more, son. Your job will be waiting if you ever want it.” And then the shrewd man added. “Whatever you’re running from, you always have a place here, you understand?”

He could only nod. Emotion stinging his throat.

“Now come on inside and say your goodbyes to Bonnie. She’ll skin me alive if I let you go before she feeds you.”

There wasn’t anything else to say or do after that.

He didn’t have a lot to pack, within minutes his bike was gassed up and ready to go.

His worry swirling around his mind for a little girl he’d last seen years ago.

She shouldn’t be anywhere near a MC, let alone one as disreputable as theDiablo Disciples. If she’d turned up at theSoulshe wouldn’t have worried at all.

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