I waved her off. “I’m fine.”
Grace grabbed my hand. “Don’t do that. Don’t diminish what you’re going through. You have to be terrified.”
“I am, but I have faith in To—Matlock as a lawyer.”
Grace smiled and asked, “How is it being locked up in the house with him?”
I shrugged. “We don’t really interact much. He works on the case while I sit around bored out of my mind.”
“Simon,” she pressed.
“What do you want me to say, Grace? That I lust after my lawyer every moment of the day? Of course I do; the man is afreaking God. But then I lust after all the Silver Shadows. Especially Goliath.”
I waggled my eyes at her, trying to draw attention away from Tony and me. There was nothing I could say. The only person I had ever confided in, besides Tony, was Sadie.
And Sadie was gone. I didn’t know where she was; I could only hope she was safe. Otherwise, everything I’d done would be for nothing.
Chapter Fifteen
Keys
I took a left into the parking lot of the run-down motel Sadie Nelson was staying at. For someone possibly on the run, she was leaving a trail behind that even a blind man could follow.
I parked my bike and walked to the office, renting a room right next to hers. I could have knocked on her door, and dragged her back to Diamond Creek, but I didn’t. I wanted to see what her agenda was.
Did she know Simon had been arrested? Did she know he was taking the fall for her? Did she care?
I’d always believed Simon and Sadie were close. That they had a bond many siblings didn’t have. But knowing she ran and let her brother take the heat for what she did pissed me off.
I didn’t think about the real reason I was angry. I didn’t think about the way my body reacted whenever she was near. Like right now, knowing she was on the other side of the thin wall, lying on the bed, maybe touching herself.
FUCK!
I adjusted my dick into a more comfortable position, if that was even possible. Mercedes Nelson had been my downfall. The woman was gorgeous. She had curves for days, thick thighs that could smother a man when they clamped down on your head after she came on your tongue.
Her plump tits were a handful and then some. And between them was another place I would give my life for.
But she’d run.
She was a fucking coward, and cowards didn’t make good old ladies. Sadie had the club behind her. She knew that. Shemight not be a part of it, but she was a part of the town. The club protected the town and every resident in it.
We could have helped her.
I could have fucking helped her.
If only she’d asked.
Instead, she took matters into her own hands and let her brother take the blame.
The sound of her door closing had me peering through the curtain. I watched her walk to her car. Watched her body lock up when she saw my motorcycle. She looked around the parking lot and then at the building.
She didn’t have any bags with her, so I knew she wasn’t leaving again. I chose not to follow her when she backed out of the space, and once I was sure she was gone, I let myself into her room.
Everything was tidy, the bed hastily made. I stepped into the bathroom and saw her toiletries lined up perfectly along the sink. She’d be back.
Searching the room, I looked for anything that might give me a clue what her plan was. There was nothing. It was as though she were wandering around without direction.
“What are you doing, Sadie?” I asked out loud. “Where are you going?”
