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“Can’t wait to see what Priest does to them,” Fitz said with a big smile.
Priest cracked his knuckles. Cyrus made everyone take a drink, which basically symbolized putting the Nick situation at rest. It was done. It was over. Time to move forward.
Linc understood it. He just needed Nova here with him to feel it. His Nova. His Novaleigh. His girl.
Fuck… the love of his life.
“You’re not drinking enough,” Maggie said with a smile.
She placed a full beer in front of Linc. He was far from being in a mood to have Maggie flirting with him. Linc punched the glass off the bar, letting the fresh beer spill and the old glass shatter. It gained some attention. Not too much though.
Priest had gathered up four deecees and told them to get on a pool table and have a one-thirty-eight. Slade asked what the hell that was.
It’s a sixty-nine… twice!
That had gotten an uproar from the clubhouse.
Sure enough, the four deecees dropped their panties and thongs, climbed up on the table, and configured some way to make sure they were all going down on each other. It was a hell of show to witness, but for Linc, he had something else on his mind.
It had been too long since Nova left the clubhouse. Even if she decided to stay and visit with her mother or work on issues… no text? No call? Linc walked across the clubhouse and Darrow chased him down.
“What’s wrong, brother?”
“Nova,” Linc said. “Something feels weird. I’m going to backtrack to her mother’s house.”
“Don’t go alone,” Darrow said. “Hey, I have an idea. We can use a new thing I have. It’s an illegal… location program…” Darrow grinned. “Wherever her cell is, we’ll find her.”
Linc gave Darrow Nova’s cell number. Then he looked over his shoulder. Half the clubhouse stood at the pool table, marveling at the four wet cunts being licked and slurped on. Slade made eye contact and quickly abandoned his post, joining Linc and Darrow.
“What is it?” Slade asked.
“We’re going to check up on Nova,” Darrow said.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Slade asked.
“He’s got a gut feeling,” Darrow said.
Linc hurried out of the clubhouse for his motorcycle. Darrow and Slade were right behind him. Linc fired up the growling engine and took off. That left Darrow and Slade hurrying.
“Fuck!” Slade yelled.
Guy’s got a death wish coming anymore, Slade thought.
Darrow trailed behind, riding with one hand, using his phone with the other to track down Nova’s cell. Linc rode hard and fast. Slade throttled his ride and kept pace.
As long as Darrow didn’t lose sight of the other two, he didn’t worry. It took him only a minute to ping Nova’s cell. He knew the program never failed. And he didn’t like the location… at all…
Darrow put his phone away and made his ride scream into the wind. He sped right up and cruised by Slade and caught up with Linc.
“I know where her phone is!” Darrow screamed at Linc. “Follow me!”
Darrow took the lead and rode to the location of Nova’s phone. They ended up on one of the back roads in town. Linc knew there was zero reason for Nova to be here. He gritted his teeth, wondering if Darrow’s tracking program had failed.
But then he saw it… It being the back of Nova’s SUV. Pulled off the side of the road, slightly angled, the front right pressed against a now caved in guardrail.
She fucking crashed, Linc thought. His heart sank. He pulled over. He was almost off his motorcycle before it even stopped. He threw his bucket helmet up off his head and behind him. Legs pumping as fast as they could go, Linc reached the SUV in seconds and ripped open the driver’s side door.
Nothing.
