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“Fuck,” he ground out as the screen came to life Fifteenat him to check in All from Zach, the club’s enforcer

So down He’d flaked on church last hile tailing Chloe to the grocery store Copper would roast his ass on a spit if it beca Chloe

Torn between loyalty to his club and the hot gut-punch he experienced knowing Chloe wasso with hi in his sto other than jealousy

He had to put an end to this shit Chloe was a big girl She, more than anyone, knehat could happen at the hands of a madman For his own sanity, he had to step back He couldn’t continue to watch over her so much Not when his club needed him

Without bothering to listen to the voiceht for his bike If he pushed it, he’d be back in Townsend and at the clubhouse in thirty uys could catch him up in person

With any luck, they’d finally gotten a bead on Lefty

That thought had a sinister s his lips

Just as he was pulling out, he caught sight of Chloe turning onto the road with Mr Smooth’s car hot on her tail

Now that his head was screwed on straight, Rocket hit the throttle and shot off toward the clubhouse

There were just soet the answers to and he’d have to learn to live with that

CHAPTER TWO

SHE USED TO be normal

For ninety-seven percent of her life, Chloe had been perfectly and predictably norhter of a reith three older brothers and an overweight pug in the suburbs of Knoxville, Tennessee Throughout her school years, she earned A’s and B’s, played some mediocre soccer, and had a summer job at the local ice creah school Afterward, she went to the University of Tennessee, graduating with a degree in accounting After passing the CPA exae where she’d started her own s ever since

She’d had exactly one serious boyfriend, two bed partners, and a beloved group of close-knit friends Once a week, she’d spoken to her parents and kept in close contact with her brothers through texts and her favorite new app, Marco Polo

Normal