Claimed By The Biker King
Brian huffed out a quiet breath.
“Also yes.”
I frowned, studying him more carefully now.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
He shifted his weight slightly, glancing around the lot before looking back at me.
“Look,” he said, lowering his voice just a bit, “yeah, Luke’s got me looking for you. But I’m telling you right now—he’s taking this too far.”
That got my attention.
“He’s off,” Brian continued. “Like… not just pissed. Something’s not right.”
I didn’t say anything.