Page 54 of Forced Proximity
“Would you be mad if I put you into the trauma rooms?”
Dru sighed. “No. But I won’t be very happy at the end of this shift, which’ll remind me why I’m not down here anymore.”
Destiny scrunched up her nose. “I wish you’d come back.”
I wondered why she left.
That was something that I didn’t get to just search for on the internet.
Dru sighed. “I’m telling you. You have no idea how nice it is to have a little room to breathe. You don’t even realize you don’t have it until you’re gone.”
Her words hit me like a sledgehammer.
Because I felt that in my soul.
I never felt like I had room to breathe.
At least, until I met her.
When I first saw her at that restaurant, it was like I’d taken my first breath of fresh air in months.
“Where the fuck is Knight?” Audric grumbled as he walked into the room. “He’s not answering any of my phone calls, and my wife was supposed to meet up with his old lady today, and she’s not answering, either.”
“Ridin’ with his old lady,” Webber explained his absence. “He texted that he lost track of time and was heading back now. You know you can’t hear shit on the bike when you don’t get those helmets that lets you answer calls—which, might I add, he refuses to do. He said that it’ll be another hour at least, though. And that he probably won’t make it back in time for us to get finished.”
“Well, all right then,” I grumbled. “Let me give you all the information that I found on ‘Max.’”
Max was actually Maxine Annmarie Cisneros, a twenty-nine-year-old undercover agent for the FBI.
Months ago, she was instructed to take over the job that Jasper had left behind.
Jasper, also known as Hush to our club, had come along years ago when he’d been tasked to go undercover in our club. But he’d slowly fallen in deep with us, and his desire to do anything undercover was no longer there, so he’d fed them a bunch of bullshit so that they’d think we were clean.
Newsflash, we aren’t.
The government knew it.
Jasper’s superiors knew it.
We knew it.
But there was nothing that his superiors could do to him but let him take the walk he wanted to take anyway.
Though, that had been decided for him when he was shot when he’d been trying to protect Webber’s wife, Silver.
Webber had found out that Jasper had come into the club for devious reasons and had been in the process of kicking him out of the club when he’d protected Silver. That’d been the one and only thing that would’ve kept him in the club, and he’d done it without a second thought.
In the meantime, he’d taken a bullet directly to the chest, nearest his heart, and had almost died.
So Webber had let him stay on as a Truth Teller and had decided to tell no one.
Only, Jasper had been tired of keeping it a secret and had told everyone anyway.
Everyone was justifiably pissed, but they’d gotten over it.
Which led us to now, the government trying to send in other people that could possibly get an inside scoop into the inner sanctum of the Truth Tellers MC.
But they didn’t know that I was a computer genius and could literally get anywhere I needed with just a flip phone if I needed to. Let alone if I had my full setup with me.
