Page 62 of Fly's Path

“It’s for Greer. She’s insisting on keeping that minivan for safety reasons. Her lawyer did some research and found outthat specific minivan is rated the highest in the world for child safety.”

“So you thought you would build something that could roll over a bomb without getting scratched.” The specs are off the wall. Tanks don’t have that much armor plating on them. “Do you think that might be a tiny bit excessive?”

“The cabin is airtight and can be submerged for forty minutes.”

And Havoc has gone so far off the deep end that he’s lost all sense of reason, which I love. That means he’s into this woman deep. “Why not add a fire suppression system too?”

“Good idea. But where?”

I wasn’t serious. “How is Greer going to handle riding a motorcycle after driving a tank? Or when the kid starts riding?”

“She says she’s fine with it. I’ve gotta start designing his first bike.”

So far off the deep end. Havoc was one of the saner brothers. No matter what happens with Sheri, I’m not going to get this crazy.

“He’s also going to need a good handle. Greer is going to probably push back on that. But first, I need that minivan gone. Do you know anyone looking to buy a minivan? Though I wouldn’t mind setting a torch to it.”

My brother has lost his mind. Every single shred of it. “Um, about Lola—”

Havoc looks up at me, a little confused by the conversation change. “If you feel so strongly about it, contact the kid. I’ll send you his number. But remember who he is, and don’t get dead.”

That’s been one of my goals in life. “Will do.”

***

She’s blowing me off.

That’s like the forever kind of kiss of death…And after a kiss stopped my heart a few times. How could she just walk away?

Maybe while my heart was stopping, she was being grossed out.

A disgusted woman wouldn’t have collapsed into my arms. She wouldn’t have pulled me closer.

Why isn’t she messaging me back?

You have stuff to get done. Focus on work instead of the woman who is ghosting you. I dial the Whiz Kid.

“Scammers will be punished.”

What did the kid just say? “Hi. This is Fly. I’m—”

“—the cool biker who’s always busy.”

Wait, he thinks I’m the cool one. “That’s Bishop.”

“Nah, that guy is terrifying. He looks like he’s the one who squashes people with his bare hands.”

I mean, I’m pretty sure Bishop has killed quite a few people with just his hands, but I doubt he squashed their heads like a melon. “Fair.”

“Don’t tell him I said that.”

Like he doesn’t already know. “No problem. I actually called to see if the club could hire you for a small job.”

“Depends on how illegal it is and how much fun it might be.”

Most of the stuff we ask him is illegal, but not immoral or would result in too much jail time. “Not very. It’ll probably take someone with your skills five minutes.”

“Interesting. What’s the job?”