Her Biker Bodyguard
I put my hand on my pistol, staring down the short man, who only gazed at me and smiled softly.
“No need for bloodshed,” Phoenix said. “We’re protecting the girl, but you can speak with her.”
“Tonight,” Jetter said.
“Our place. Bring your boys. You can speak with her as long as you like.”
Jetter stared down Phoenix for a minute and then nodded. “Fine. We’ll figure out this shit then.”
“Fine.” Phoenix nodded at us. “Boys.”
We turned and walked out.
It was never easy to turn your back on bikers, but I knew they’d never shoot. The Sandcastles would crush them like fucking bugs if they ever tried to step out on us, and they knew it.
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