“I don’t.” She straightened, the worry in her eyes hardening into resolve. “If it helps you understand what Sutton might do or what she’s already done, I’ll tell them whatever they need to know.”
I caught her chin gently between my thumb and forefinger. “You sure?”
“Yes.” Her voice softened, but her eyes stayed steady. “This threat is tied to Sutton, me, and now you. I want to help.”
I nodded, and we made our way downstairs together. When I pushed the door open to Edge’s office with Saylor at my side, Jax, Axle, Shifter, and Nitro were there too.
Edge’s eyes went to Saylor first and softened just a little. “You good?”
Saylor smiled, and pink filled her cheeks at this scary biker caring. “Yeah.”
He nodded, then asked, “Joining us?”
“Levi thought I could help.”
“She knows more about Sutton than anyone,” I explained.
Edge nodded again, his expression clearly approving.
Jax looked at us over the top of his laptop. “Good. Because your sister’s digital footprint is a dumpster fire.”
Saylor winced. “That sounds like Sutton.”
I sat on the couch and pulled Saylor onto my lap. She relaxed into me when my arm locked around her waist, and I kept one hand spread over her stomach, anchoring her against me and reminding her I was there for support.
“Tell them what you told me,” I murmured against her ear. “Start with Sutton showing up.”
Saylor nodded, then looked around the room and repeated the whole story, leaving nothing out.
Edge’s gaze cut to me. “They were aiming at your custom work.”
I nodded. “Or my bikes. Or both.”
Jax typed quickly. “Did Sutton mention names? Patches? Road names? The guy she conned?”
Saylor continued to answer their questions without a waver in her voice and a fierce expression on her beautiful face. I was so damn proud of her. But she hadn’t gotten to the ugly part yet.
The room went quiet after she finished, and every brother there went still in that dangerous way they had when something touched too close to an old lady. Saylor didn’t know what it meant yet, but she felt it because her back pressed a little tighter to my chest.
I stroked my thumb over her stomach, soothing her while picturing the Diesel Serpents’ faces when they realized how badly they’d misjudged the men in this room.
“Sutton asked you to get the information from Century?” Shifter reiterated, his voice calm enough to sound almost gentle if you didn’t hear the steel under it.
Saylor’s mouth twisted. “Yes. She acted like it was a brilliant idea. Since I’m actually with Levi, she thought I could save both of us by getting the intel for her.”
Edge’s brows rose. “Stupid, but bold.”
“I told her I’m done cleaning up her messes,” Saylor announced.
“Then?” Jax asked.
“She got angry. When I flat-out refused to betray Levi and the Redline Kings, she got a little mean.” Saylor looked down at her hands, then lifted her chin again.
My arm tightened around her as I repeated some of the things Sutton had said to Saylor. She sat stiffly in my arms, probably wishing I hadn’t shared that part. But I wasn’t protecting Sutton from consequences by softening her words. Edge’s expression lost the last trace of amusement. Nitro’s stare went flat, and Shifter looked furious. Jax stopped typing for a moment, which told me plenty.
“She only said those things to hurt me because I wouldn’t do what she wanted,” Saylor whispered, as if she felt the need to stand up for her sister.
“Doesn’t excuse it, baby,” I growled.
