He stared at me for a beat. “You aren’t going to like this, but I need to call Blood.”
“Why?”
“Because we could go to the cops with this…which could backfire. Who’s to say we didn’t plant this? Or I could take it to the dealer Brantley and Tobias ripped off - let that asshole deal with those two.”
“You sound like you left something out.”
He shrugged a shoulder. “Or, I’m thinking I could use this to talk to Tobias and figure out if he really was the one who tossed the place yesterday.”
“At this point, I’m thinking it doesn’t matter.”
His eyes widened. “Your safety matters, Lex. If the person looking for this doesn’t know it’s been found, they’ll probably come back. And they’ll think you know exactly where it is.”
My eyes slid to the other side of the room. I felt betrayed - though until I actually spoke to Ines, I needed to give her the benefit of the doubt. ‘Innocent until proven guilty’ and all that. Plus, Brantley had a self-centered streak and I could see him lying about where he put the drugs.
I locked eyes with Rafferty. “Not that you - or Blood - care, but I say take it to the dealer. They’re pretty vicious when people steal from them.”
Rafferty pressed his lips together and lowered his chin. “You still don’t think you’re fucking ruthless?”
My eyes went wide. “This is different. If that cop caught sight of that yesterday, you and I’d have spent the night in jail, most likely.”
He shook his head. “Like the club wouldn’t send a lawyer for us. Plus, this is circumstantial.”
“Whatever. Let’s get the mattress back in place. Then you can call Blood while I make the bed.”
At quarter to three, I collapsed on the sofa next to Rafferty. “What did Blood have to say? Or are you going to tell me it’s club business even though it’s one-hundred-percent my business since I live here.”
He shifted on the couch and I noticed he’d taken off his boots. He arranged us so we were stretched out and snuggled on the couch. “No. I’ll always do my damnedest to share everything with you, Lex. Only reason I wouldn’t is if it would incriminate you or put you in danger.”
“Will it incriminate me to know what’s going on?”
His lips quirked into a sideways smile. “He’s sending a couple brothers out.”
“Why?”
“We’re going to confront Tobias tonight.”
I could just imagine that kind of confrontation. “You know, honey attracts more flies than sledgehammers.”
He closed his eyes and sighed. “Brantley said this asshole has a thing for you.”
My brows furrowed. “Whatever. I’m just saying, he might explain if I ask him.”
“You’re not part of this,” he said, his tone brooking no argument.
“You think Brantley or Porter haven’t warned him about you already? Porter was in your truck, so he’s sure to tell him what make and model you drive. Once he knows that, why would Tobias open the door to you?”
The smile on his lips redefined ‘devious.’ “I’ll be on my Triumph, Lex.”
“That seems like overkill,” I muttered.
“More like it kills me being in a cage around here. I loved having you on the back of my bike last night.”
Thatwasfun… and I probably loved it far more than he did.
“Obviously, you enjoyed it, too. I have one question though. Why did you say you would never be part of the MC?”
“I didn’t say never.”
