Chapter Three
“What now?”Bishop askedas he dropped the remnants of their meal into one of several trash cans near the food trucks.“You want to head back to your car or you want to go for a ride?”
“A ride?”She looked up at him, afraid to hope he was offering what she thought he was.Until he’d asked if Dad had taken her for rides, she’d done her best to try to forget the freedom and exhilaration of being on the back of a Harley.
“I thought you might like to test whether or not that shithead is tracking your car or your phone.Come with me, let’s go for a ride and see if he shows up.”
“But where?”Where would Bishop take her that Kevin would come look for her?As soon as she finished asking herself the question, she knew the answer.Anywhere.It didn’t matter where they went, if they stopped somewhere for more than half an hour or so, it would give Kevin time to show up.
“Does it matter?”
“Yeah, it actually does.”She looked away then back to him.“I’m not saying you’re wrong.Wherever we go, Kevin will probably show, but just like Dad taught me to look for bikers, he also taught me not to trust blindly.Here, in the middle of this crowd it would be difficult to kidnap me or force me to do something I don’t want ...I get on your bike, and you could take me anywhere, do anything you wanted to me.”She cringed internally as she spoke.She liked Bishop, she wanted to trust him, but she didn’t know anything about him other than that he was a native Arizonan.That wasn’t enough to go running off into the sunset with him, no matter what her instincts and hormones told her.
“Good girl,” Bishop said as they paused and waited for the other Sons of Sin to finish what they were doing and join them.“That’s smart.But it doesn’t solve your problem.It doesn’t tell you if he’s tracking your car or your phone.”
She turned and put her back to the building where they still stood.She scanned the street, looked for Kevin, then turned her attention to Bishop.
“I think we’re at a standstill,”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know you well enough to get on the back of your bike and let you take me wherever you want, but I know I need to figure out what’s with Kevin.”
“Well, you could just give me his last name and his address and I’ll take care of the problem for you,” Viper said.He leaned one shoulder against the building and stood just a little too close to her.
She glanced at him but didn’t respond and didn’t take her attention off of Bishop.Bishop watched her in silence for several seconds.
“You said your dad was in a club in Montana, right?”Bishop asked after a bit.
“Yeah.”She frowned, not sure where he was going with this.
“You still in touch with any of them?”
“A couple.The president and a few others check on me now and then.”
“Good.What’s the club?”
Now it was her turn to watch him.She wondered if she should tell him and what he might get from it.
