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Breezy Si at the large building that housed the Torpedo Ink Motorcycle Club Her heart beat so hard in her chest she was afraid she ht vomit The world spun uncontrollably, and she quickly leaned down, putting her head between her legs, drawing in great gulps of air She caught a glimpse of two men on the other side of the compound as her head went toward the asphalt, and she didn’t recognize either of the heart sink

She couldn’t possibly have the wrong club This had to be thehted herself and took another cautious look around The twolot She was careful not to look at the anywhere near her She needed to get in and out very fast

The Torpedo Ink coh chain-link fence surrounding it There was even razor wire up on top of the fence, ates ide open, and she’d driven her truck right inside, parking as close to the clubhouse as possible She’d deliberately left the door to her beat-up pickup open and the engine running Hopefully, no one recognized her, and she could get in and out of the building quickly, once she asserted these were the right people, the ones she was looking for

In the earlyto stir Clearly, they’d partied hard over the weekend In the enormous side yard, the one with the beautiful ocean view, she could see e as the breeze stirred them up A man with his back to her watered theht tee and jeans, but no colors Still, she knew this was the home of the club that called itself Torpedo Ink She sent up a silent prayer that this was the one she’d been looking for

There were eround to the side of the building in the wide expanse of open field Cars,lot, although no one parked where the club did Their motorcycles were lined up neatly and a prospect watched over the at her She was parked too close to the precious bikes, but she didn’t care—other than that it had drawn the attention of the prospect

Another long line of motorcycles was parked a short distance down from the clubhouse and a prospect watched over those bikes as well He looked at her without ed to a visiting club He wasn’t as interested in protecting the grounds as the one closest to the clubhouse

She had to get this over with Just being in such close proximity to an MC made her sick The fact that she kneent on at the party ht be his club, and she had to risk running into him, made all that far worse

Breezy squared her shoulders, dragged the envelope off the seat and turned all in one motion The prospect was on his feet If she knew for certain this was the right club, she would have thrust the letter into his hands and left, but she was guessing from a process of elimination

She purposely hadn’t kept track of him, especially when she’d heard, a year after she’d left, that eighteen members of the Swords had set up the international president for assassination and had, allegedly, wiped out a nuhteenthem, she kneas possible when others said it wasn’t She’d run as far froht back in

The parties The violence The utter disregard and disdain for women She shut that down fast and walked with brisk, purposeful steps to the club She yanked open the door and went right in It smelled just the way she remembered Booze Sex Weed Her sto into the clubhouse, let alone anything else