“It’s the one method I can hold you protected.”
I wrap my arms round my torso, hugging my elbows near my physique. Trying round, I’m instantly hyperaware of everybody within the café. My chest is weighted as I take a hesitant step backward. “We’re not protected?” Though it seems like a query, it’s extra like a dread crammed statement. “Now we have to get away from right here.”
“No, you’ll return house.”
I shake my head as I take one other step backward. “Yeah, positive. And Eliza will return to your brother the place he’ll kill her. Positive, not an issue in any respect,” I say with venom.
“No, he received’t. He gave me his phrase that he received’t harm her.”
I elevate my brows as I shake my head. “You instructed him the place we’re?” My pores and skin pebbles as ice tears via my physique. “Are you aware the place we’re staying, Dominic?” He sits looking at me, not confirming or denying it. “Proper.” I nod as my throat closes. “How lengthy have you ever identified?”
“Rose!” Finn’s irritated voice drags my harm eyes away from Dominic. I stroll over to the counter, seize the following two coffees and take them to the diners.
I stroll again to Dominic and whisper, “That you must depart. And please, don’t come again. We’re carried out.” I’ve to return to the motel, pack our shit and discover some other place to go. Someplace Adrian can’t discover us. I do not know what’s occurring. What I do know is staying right here is not protected for Eliza, or me.
“We’re not carried out,” Dominic says as he stands, advances towards me, grips the again of my neck and passionately kisses me. God, I’ve missed him a lot, however this may’t occur. He pulls again and searches my eyes. “We’ll by no means be carried out, Rosa.” He kisses the tip of my nostril earlier than leaving the café.
My inside darkness sparks alive. I need him, however… Adrian.
Chapter nineteen
Dominic
“What have you ever discovered in regards to the automobile?” I ask Marco earlier than he even has an opportunity to pour himself a drink.
“Effectively.” He pours two scotches, walks over and locations one on the desk for me. “The Fallen.”
“What about them?”
“They’re increasing.”
“The Fallen MC are increasing into the East Coast? They’re nonetheless energetic on the West Coast. Why are they right here?” Marco lifts his glass and takes a sip whereas slowly shrugging. “Hmh,” I groan as I sit again in my seat. “What have they obtained to do with my woman?”
He cocks a forehead as he brings the glass to his lips. “Phrase is that they’ve been coping with somebody.”
“In what method?” My shoulders tense as I watch for Marco’s reply.
“Somebody is feeding them details about the enterprise, or promoting it to them.”
“And you recognize this how?”
“I may need one of many street captains down within the dungeon.” His mouth pulls up right into a small smirk.
“Might need?”
Marco stares at me with a cocked forehead and slight snicker. “What can I say? He by accident fell into the dungeon.” The snicker turns right into a chuckle.
I throw the remainder of my scotch again and stand from my seat. “It could be impolite to let our visitor wait.”
“I assumed you’d really feel that method.”
I shrug out of my swimsuit jacket, sling it on the again of my chair, and start rolling my sleeves up as we head towards the dungeon.
As soon as inside, I stroll over to see the man pacing forwards and backwards behind the bars. He sees me and stops pacing. “Do you’ve got any concept who I’m?” I’m sick of those pricks throwing that line round.
I shove my arms in my pockets and lean in opposition to the wall reverse the cell. “I hear my group has a rat.”
He sneers at me as he mimics my posture. He carelessly shrugs his shoulders. “I wouldn’t know.” His snicker signifies the alternative.
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