Page 20 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
I drew in a sobering breath to calm myself down. “Fine. But, if I can’t get her to open up to me within the next couple of days, will you agree to tag someone else in?”
He held out his hand. “You’ve got a deal.”
And after shaking on it, I went into the kitchen to prepare a meal for Sloane and I to share.
Because it was going to be a long fucking night.
Ten
Sloane
The second I got out to my car I second-guessed myself. With so many people inside the house, they’d surely hear me strike up my vehicle. So, with my piece hooked to my hip and my shit on my back, I started down the road. If I could get out of the neighborhood, I was one good flag away from catching a cab. Then, they wouldn’t even be able to track my damned car since it would still be sitting in their fucking driveway.
So, I started toward the road.
I hated my sister for pulling me into this mess. I hated my sister for never being able to make decent decisions with her life. I was able to turn my bullshit life around after I fucked things up. Why the fuck couldn’t she? I mean, did she not have a blessed mind in that thick skull of hers? Did she honestly think this was the best thing for Cheyenne?
I didn’t even want to consider the answer as I picked up the pace.
“Come on, just a bit further,” I murmured.
The wrought iron gates were in sight. My feet went from walking to jogging as my bags slapped against my back. This neighborhood was a hell of a lot darker than I thought it was. And even though it was a gated community, being by myself in the dark put me slightly on edge. I pulled air through my nose and readied myself to grab my weapon just in case someone thought they could assault me in the middle of the night.
And when I heard footsteps sprinting up behind me, that’s exactly what I did.
“Hold it right there!” I exclaimed.
I whipped around with my gun in my hand and watched Finn pause within ten feet of me.
“Are you fucking serious right now?” he asked.
I cocked my gun. “Hands up. Now.”
He snickered. “You wouldn’t dare.”
I pointed the gun at his feet and popped off a shot, sending him dancing as the silencer on my gun muted the cracking sound so the pretentious neighborhood I had found myself in didn’t actually call the damn cops on us. The last thing I needed was the cops finding me shacked up with a crew they are actively investigating. I sure as hell wasn’t going back to that house.
“Are you insane?” he growled.
“Hands in the air. Now,” I commanded.
He slowly slipped them into the air. “There. Satisfied?”
My eyes slowly trickled down his body. “You reach for your gun or any of those knives, and you’ll bleed out on this pavement. Understood?”
He blinked. “You’re a real freak of nature, you know that?”
I tilted my head. “Just damn good at my job. That’s all.”
When he took a step toward me, I shot again at his feet, and as he danced for me, I saw the anger blossoming behind his eyes.
“If you continue to come toward me, I’ll shoot you without a second thought. I’m a police officer, and you and your crew are actively being investigated by the local department. I have the right to protect myself if you force me back to that house, so stay put.”
He scoffed. “All of you guys have an entitled fucking attitude.”
I didn’t know what he meant, and I didn’t care. “Back up and go home.”
He lowered his hands. “Or, you can calm the fuck down and talk to me.”
My gun fell to his chest. “And why should I calm down? Please, enlighten me, biker dude.”
He held out his arms. “Look around, Sloane. Just because you’re in some richy-ass part of Santa Cruz doesn’t mean you’re safer than anyone else walking around on the street at this time of the night.”
I shrugged. “I’m not a fragile little bitch, so I’ll be just fine.”
“No one thinks you’re fragile.”
“Really? Because you’re sure as hell treating me like I am.”
He took a small step toward me. “Just come back with me, and if you really want to leave in the morning I’ll escort you to a hotel.”
I shook my head. “No can do. I can handle myself if something happens, so you don’t need to worry your precious little head about it.”
He rolled his eyes. “Fine. But, at least wait until morning. Your sister’s gonna have my ass if I let you go in the middle of the night like this.”
I licked my lips. “You know, I did some digging on you guys.”
He blinked. “And?”
I grinned. “And… I now know everything about you that the cops do. Including Melody.”
