Mickayla sighed.“We don’t even have to get out of my car.”
“I haven’t had breakfast yet.We can leave in an hour,” I suggested to buy some time.
Mickayla gave me a shrewd look.“I see what you’re doing.If we run this by Ryan all the brothers are gonna lose their minds.Put on your shoes and we’ll hit Wawa – you can get breakfast while I fill up my car.”
Alexandra glanced at me.“I told you to just say no.There’s still time to change your mind.”
I pressed my lips together and thought about it.A big part of me was curious about the property.Ryan had convinced me not to go to the cops, but I hated waiting on these people to make the next move.Like Mickayla said, we wouldn’t even get out of the car, so any danger was minimal – assuming we found the place.
I shrugged.“There’s a really good chance we won’t find the property.The sun was setting when we left, and the truck had navigation to guide us.Between the relief of leaving there and the concussion, I’m not sure I’ll know where the turn off is.”
“Which makes this an even bigger waste of time,” Alexandra muttered.
Mickayla turned to her.“Consider it going for a ride… Just not with your old man.”
Alexandra rolled her eyes.“I should have signed up for Friday classes.”
My cell rang while Mickayla hung a left-hand turn onto US90.Ryan’s name lit the display.
“If that’s my brother, don’t answer it,” Mickayla advised.
I was sitting in the backseat behind Mickayla and I locked eyes with her in the rear view mirror.“That’ll really piss him off.”
In the passenger seat, Alexandra turned to Mickayla.“Yeah, did you think about that?You’re going to make them have their first fight.”
Mickayla shook her head.“I am not.He’s smitten with her.”
I choked on my laughter.The notion of Ryan being smitten was ludicrous, then I hit the green icon and put the phone to my ear.“Hi, honey.”
“Where are you?”he asked in a measured tone.
Too measured.
“I’m with your sister.”
He blew out a breath.“That tells mewhoyou’re with, but not where, Ives.”
“Please don’t call me that.”
He sighed.“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but I’m worried.”
The ‘sweetheart’ endearment threw me, and I blurted.“We just got off I-10 at Devoe and we’re headed west on US90.”
Alexandra turned in her seat.“Put it on speaker,” she whispered.
I did as she asked.
“Tell Mick to go to the restaurant,” Ryan said.
“I’m not doing that,” Mickayla said.
“Mickayla, you don’t have the first fuckin’ clue about what you’re getting into with this shit,” Ryan said.
“I have some idea since the cops questioned me yesterday, just the same as you.”
“The goal is to keep Ivy out of this, Mick.Corrupt Chrome MC doesn’t need to know who she is,” he said.
I didn’t want the two of them to bicker.“To be fair, I don’t think we’re going to find the right turn off, Ryan.I was unconscious when we got there, and the sun was setting when we left.This is more like a Sunday drive on a Friday morning.”
