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Voicemail

Author: E L Simon
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 22:48:58

Ryder pulled his phone out.

He hit Jax’s name. The call rang once. Then cut straight to voicemail.

Ryder frowned and pulled the phone away from his ear, staring at the screen like it might explain something.

“What the hell,” he muttered.

He tried again. Same result. Straight to voicemail.

Shit.

Had Larsson kicked him off the team?

Was Jax bailing on their date?

Had Ryder actually blown it for him? Had he made such a big deal out of that hit that Larsson started asking questions?

The thought mad
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