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The pressure in his chest eased. He made her a rollup, adding all the things she'd put on the counter for dinner. Then, he made one for him.

And because they had nowhere in the house to sit, except the bed, he stood between her spread thighs and ate his dinner while sampling her kisses.

Chapter 31

Whip

The ride back from the state prison went faster than normal. After delivering the information to Walker, Whip was ready to bleed some revenge on Cusclan.

By tonight, it would be known that Cusclan marked all the illegal weapons—setting every single buyer up for possible arrest for crimes Cusclan committed.

It was the biggest uprising that had rolled through the underground in decades.

Before the truth spread, he wanted to make sure he was by Twyla's side when Big heard the news.

The Cusclan member would know exactly who found out the truth. That's why Big had gone after Twyla in the first place when he'd discovered she'd stolen his pistol. He knew if the gun fell into the wrong hands, there was a break in Cusclan's big plans.

The fact that he, a Tarkio member, was involved with Twyla made Big desperate to get the weapon back.

But he planned to put a bullet in Big's head before he had another chance to touch Twyla.

Stopping at the traffic light a block from the clubhouse, he glanced over at Rick, pulling up beside him. He tapped his wrist, indicating they'd made good time.

Rick dipped his chin. His brother-in-law was as anxious to get back to Tracy. Both women were staying at the clubhouse while they were gone.

He hoped that by surrounding herself with family, his sister would relax. Tracy was too quiet since her run-in with Big. That morning, before he and Rick left, she'd barely acknowledged him before they rode off.

Despite the good happening today on their assignment, he understood Rick's hesitation to celebrate. His brother-in-law had more important things to worry about at home.

Whip hoped today's outcome would eventually make it possible for Tracy to put her past behind her.

The light changed to green. He eased off the clutch and rode forward. In view of the clubhouse, he spotted Priest, Curley, Paco, Frank, and Banks standing in front of the building. Everyone was uneasy, waiting for news.

If visitation had been denied, it would've prolonged what they'd set up. Communication over the phone wasn't possible. Not with the information he'd given Walker.

He rode into the parking lot, backed his Harley in the long line of motorcycles. He shared a look with Rick and together went to meet with the others.