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“I fucking knew something was going on with you. Why did you lie to me?”

I shake my head. “I didn’t think it was a big deal and I didn’t want to worry you.”

“You need to tell me everything,” he insists, wiping a few tears from my cheeks and I nod as I pull out of his grip and sit back down.

“You should sit.”

He moves back to the couch and I suck in a breath before spilling my guts to him, starting with the phone calls and the note that was taped to the door.

“And you think that was Lincoln all along?” he asks and I nod. He sighs. “I don’t know, T. Why did he call me yesterday?”

My chest aches as I tell my brother everything that happened in the last forty-eight hours and when I finish, he jumps up and slams his fist into the wall.

“Motherfucker,” he seethes, pacing back and forth across the floor. “And you shot him?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

“Good. Serves the bastard right.”

As I watch my brother pace in front of me, I scowl. “Why did he call you though?”

“He wants me to bring you over to the clubhouse.”

I scoff, spinning away from him. “Well, how fucking nice for him but if I see him again, I’m putting a bullet in his chest.”

“He said it has to do with Mom.”

I freeze and spin to face Theo. “What the fuck does he know about Mom?”

“Only one way to find out,” he answers with a shrug and I only have to think it over for a second before I nod. Lincoln knows exactly how to get me there because he knows how desperately I want answers.

“Fine, let’s do it.”

Standing up, I open up the gun safe and grab my ankle holster, propping my foot up on the couch so I can put it on.

“What are you doing, T?” Theo asks, his voice full of humor and I shoot him a glare.

“If you think I’m showing up there without weapons, you’ve lost your fucking mind.”

He laughs, crossing his arms over his chest. “Are we going to have a shoot-out with a biker gang?”

“Club,” I snap, unsure why I’m defending them. “They are a club and no. I might shoot Lincoln again for good measure, though.”

He nods, watching me as I slip the pistol into the holster at my ankle before grabbing another one and threading it through my belt.

“And what if there’s a good explanation for all of this?”

I sigh, nodding my head. “I’m not willing to rule out the possibility that there’s a reason he was watching me but inserting himself into my life, making me fall in love with him, and sleeping with me? He has no fucking excuse there.”

And let’s not even get into the note and phone calls.

“I’m sorry that the first time you decided to try again, it turned out like this, T.”

My lip wobbles as I redo my belt and grab a gun. “You have nothing to apologize for, Theo.”

“I wish I would have been here. I would have seen him for who he really is.”

I shake my head, patting his shoulder. “I love you, but I don’t know that you would have. He fooled me. I was imagining a future with him and the whole time he was playing me.”