Chaos strides into the room and promptly pulls out the chair between us, spinning it around to sit on it backward. “How’s the date?”
I roll my eyes at his stir. “Better when you weren’t here.”
“Not that it’s a date,” Kyra states. “Was it?”
“Nah, babe. You’re safe.” I glare at our rude interruption. “Whyareyou here?”
“Loki’s back from his trip. It’s time for us to sit down.” His gaze slices to Kyra, signaling he doesn’t feel comfortable talking about why in front of a civilian.
The Sheriff’s daughter, no less.
“Can’t it wait half an hour?”
He shakes his head and then rests his chin atop his hands, bracing them on the back of the chair.
Kyra leans back slowly, studying him with slight caution in her pinched brow.
I bump her foot beneath the table to get her attention. “Pick this up again another time?”
“Sure.” She pushes her coffee toward the center of the table. “I’ve got things I should be doing anyway.”
Bet she does.My pulse spikes at the implication—whether she meant it that way or not.
“It was good to catch up.” Kyra rises from her seat.
Chaos and I automatically do the same.
Her head tilts a little as though she didn’t expect such chivalry. “Hope it’s nothing too serious.” She looks from Chaos to me and pauses a moment before adding, “You know where to find me.”
“Likewise.”
Marty’s daughter takes her leave, one hand clutched around the strap of her purse again as she heads for the exit.
A sharp elbow catches my ribs. “She’s so into you.”
“She needs a friend, is all.” My stomach turns. “Not that it matters anyway.” I shake off the crawling feeling and turn to face Chaos. “What’s so important that church can’t wait?”
All traces of humor leave his face, lips set in a firm line as he regards me with stone-cold focus. “Loki spotted the Breed’s convoy leaving town on his way home. Four bikes and a cage. I think they’re more established here already than Matthias let on.”
“How the fuck have we not spotted them until now?
He shrugs, heading for the exit. “Only the riders are patched. The van looks like any other on the road. Maybe they’ve been more subtle until now.”
“Still not happy we didn’t notice.”
“Neither.” He holds the door open for me, nodding polite farewell to Theresa. “I’ve got Darko looking into it, picking through the town surveillance from the past month. I want to know where they’ve been hiding.”
I glance at the street camera across the road—big brother. “Unless they haven’t come this far in. If they’ve stuck to the outskirts, we wouldn’t know unless we were heading out of state like Loki.”
“Perhaps.” Chaos glances down the street. “I don’t trust anyone, though. Not after that fucking doctor was planted here to get at Ness.”
“We’ll get to the bottom of it.”
We always do.
TEN
KYRA
