High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)(25)

I had no doubt. “Where is it at?”

A wide grin spread across his face. “Brad Hendrix’s house. I’m ready to get a good look at the cocky bastard.”

I scoffed. “Not much to see. He’s an ass.”

“Do you think he has it in him to kill someone?” he questioned.

We pulled into the shop’s parking lot and rode around to the back, so no one would see my truck from the road. The lights were off, but Richard stood by the back door with a flashlight.

“Don’t know, but we’ll be ready if he is.”

“How long are we gonna keep this charade up? We can’t stay undercover forever. What if whoever’s responsible doesn’t lash out again?”

Sighing, I shut off the truck and opened the door. “Then I guess we go home. Someone wanted me gone years ago and they achieved it, until now. With bringing me and Ethan back, I’m hoping it gets this person mad.”

“How long?” he asked, pushing the issue.

I wanted to say until the f*cker was caught, but there was no telling how long that would be. “A month. Two, tops,” I replied.

He nodded. “All right. At least with riding, the chicks will be plentiful. I’ll see what all I can find out this weekend.” We hopped out of the truck and walked over to Richard, who held his hand out to Micah.

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Richard.”

“Micah,” he said, shaking his hand. “Sorry for being a dick at your tryouts. It was all part of the plan.”

I snorted. “Tell that lie to someone who believes it.”

Richard chuckled. “It looked believable. If I didn’t know you two were partners, I would’ve thought you were enemies. You’re a good rider. Donnie was impressed with you.”

“He’s the owner of DB Racing, right?”

I nodded. “Yep. He’s a good guy.”

Richard opened the back door. “Donnie’s excited to see you again. He’ll be by the track tomorrow. We have a race to practice for. Think you can be ready in a week?”

Micah grabbed my bag and clapped my shoulder. “He’ll be ready. The boy’s been dying to race for years.” He winked at me and disappeared inside the shop.

“I’ll be ready,” I said, stepping past him into the building. “Where’s our first race?”

“Virginia speedway.”

I’d ridden at that track more times than I could count. “Excellent. I’ll make sure my bike is race ready.”

“You know we have mechanics who do that, right?”

“I know, but if someone got to my bike before, they can do it again. If I’m going to race, I’m going to be the only one allowed to work on it.”

He nodded in agreement. “As you wish. I’m just glad to have you back . . . even if it’s only temporary.”

The words made my chest ache. I hadn’t realized how much I missed being a part of the team, or being on this side of the state. Charlotte, North Carolina had been my home for so long, I’d grown accustomed to city life. How was I ever going to go back?

The answer was simple . . . I didn’t want to.





Kassidy


“I can’t believe he’s back,” Madison squealed.

I had to hold the phone away from my ear. “Yes, unfortunately.”

“How can you say that? You’ve been in love with him forever. Now that you know he didn’t actually want to break up with you, that has to mean something, right?”

“No. That’s where you’re wrong. He’s been gone for eight years. Things have changed.”

“You’re single as f*ck, sis. The only thing that’s changed is that we’re older. Do you know if he’s seeing anyone?”

Blowing out a sigh, I leaned my head against the couch. “Why, so you can play matchmaker? No thanks.”

“No worries. I’ll ask him myself when I come into town this weekend. You might be mad at Logan, but I’m not. What he did years ago sucked, but he did it for you. I’m sure he has reasons why he never came back, right?”

“I guess. I don’t know.”

She scoffed. “You didn’t even ask him?”

“I did, but he never answered. Besides, all of this is easier said than done. You weren’t the one who had her heart broken.” I bit my tongue as soon as I said it. The line went quiet and I felt horrible. “Sorry, Maddie. I wasn’t thinking.”

“It’s okay. I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have to see him all the time. Luckily, this weekend I get a break. It’ll be nice to spend time with you.”

“I feel the same way.”

Maddie had been dating Dallas Easton, one of the NHL’s star goaltenders for the Charlotte Strikers, on and off for a little over a year. She’d wanted to be exclusive, but he couldn’t handle the commitment. With her being a sports reporter, she had no choice but to still interview him after the games. I’d seen her on TV with him, and as her sister, I could see the pain on her face. I couldn’t imagine having to do that with Logan.

“I’m sorry I didn’t make it to Levi’s funeral. I know you needed me.”

I did, but I understood she had a job to do. “It’s okay, I had Sean. And speaking of Sean—you’re never going to believe this—Angela knows about me and him.”