“Okay, well I am going to get the fuck out of here before one of the Unacceptables figures this shit out or worse, one of the Sinners doesfirst.”
“Oh come on.” She tried to grab my hand but completely missed, slapping at my leg instead. “Don’t be such a partypooper.”
I made my way out of the bathroom, Keira following sluggishly. “Thanks for a nice evening.” I waved goodbye to Dereck, but he locked the door before I could make a runforit.
“Come on, honey.” One of Dereck’s friends handed me a bottle of beer. “Don’t run out just yet. The night is still young.” He hooked his arm around my neck, leading me back over to the couch, practically forcing me to sit back down next to myfriend.
“Okay, okay.” I smiled, trying to play off how fucking freaked out I was. “I’ll stay for onemorebeer.”
“That a girl.” The random guy and Dereck both clanked their beer bottles with mine while Keira clapped her hands like a fucking a deranged crackhead jacked up onMountainDew.
My eyelids started to get really heavy within minutes. “Maybe I need to lie down. I…getting…really…” The last thing I remembered was my head falling onto the shoulder of the Sinner sitting next to me on thecouch.
Ryder
After a few whiskey and gingers,it finally clicked how I knew the guy that had been trying to buy my old man’s bike. It was fucking Keira’s new boyfriend. He was a damned Sinner and I was going to have to get to Raine before one of those douchebags figured out who she actually was and tried to do somethingtoher.
“Dad!” I yelled as I trotted down the front steps of ourporch.
“Yep?” I found my old man sitting by himself in a rolling computer chair, in untied boots with his feet up on his Harley, jeans that were stained all to hell, beer gut hanging out, a can of Coors in one hand and a wood-tipped black and mild in the other, and a sleeve of Biscoff cookies resting on his barechest.
“Raine is introuble.”
He jumped up, cookies crashing to the floor. “Oh, not a problem. Not aproblem.”
“Dad, what the fuck areyouon?”
Holt’s eyes darted around. “I am high as shit, but I’ll sober up on thedrive.”
I shoved his helmet into his chest. “You better fucking shape up. My girl’s life is ontheline.”
“What’s wrong withRaine?”
My dad stumbled over to his bike, throwing the white shirt that was laying on the seat back on and pulling his cut over hisshoulders.
“I’ll explain once we have Abelwithus.”
I rushed to the Hellock home as fast as my Harley would let me with Holt following closely onmytail.
I banged on thefrontdoor.
Thank fucking God for liquidcourage.
The whiskey was making me warm. The panic of losing Raine was making me frantic. The fact that I knew she was in an incredibly dangerous situation was making me want to rip the fucking frontdoordown.
“Ryder? For fuck’s sake…” Crickett threw the front door open, rubbing her sleepy eyes. “It’s three in themorning.”
“IsRainehome?”
Crickett shook her head. “She went out with Keira. They said they were going tobelate.”
I pulled in a deep breath as my dad trudged up the wooden steps behind me. “Well, it’s fucking late. IsAbelup?”
I heard his thudding steps quicken after I said his name, trotting down the stairs. “What in God’s name?” He was already pulling his boots on, no questionsasked.
“We need to get to her before somethinghappens.”
“What’s going on Ryder? Where is Raine?” Crickett’s eyes started to tear up as she pleaded foranswers.
