Page 51 of Craving Harper


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“We got boys checkin’ the cameras on the block,” Dragon added. “We should know by tomorrow who it was.”

“Things have been pretty quiet lately.”

“Yeah, outside you gettin’ arrested a couple months back,” Casper replied.

“I told you that was personal.”

“Personal ain’t personal when you’re wearin’ a patch,” Dragon reminded me.

“Old foster brother and I had words,” I told them again. We’d gone over it all when it happened. “He dropped the charges.”

“He still in town?” Leo asked.

“Not that I know of.”

“Verify that,” Dragon ordered.

I nodded in agreement. “Did anyone check the other loaners today?”

Casper grinned. “Guess you didn’t check the schedule for tomorrow. That’s all you.”

“All right.”

“Figured you’d have more incentive not to miss anything.”

And there it was, the old-timers knew I was seeing Harper. I waited a minute for them to threaten me or insinuate that they knew where to hide a body.

Nothing.

“I’ll make sure not to miss anything,” I said finally, rapping my knuckles on the bar. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

“Have a good night, kid,” Dragon replied.

“See ya later,” Casper said at the same time.

Leo just gave me a nod.

I hauled ass out of the clubhouse and pulled my phone out of my pocket.

I was pissed that they weren’t planning on saying anything to Harper about the fact that the car she’d been driving was tampered with. If they didn’t say anything, I couldn’t either. There was a good chance that whatever asshole had fucked with it had done it because he recognized that the Toyota was part ofour fleet. If I told Harper club business and it somehow got back to the men I’d just left, I’d be in very deep shit.

Harper would understand. She knew how things worked.

That didn’t make me feel any better about it.

“Hey cutie,” Harper answered.

“Cutie?”

“I thought I’d try it out,” she said with a sigh. “But now that I’ve actually said it, that’s not going to work.”

“What are you doin’?” I asked, grinning down at my boots.

“Waiting for you to call,” she said happily. “And reading one of my new books.”

“Is it good?”

“It’s excellent. Are you off work?”