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“You’re still sticking around, huh?” Nova asked as she sat next to someone.
Thatsomeonewas Mara. Fitz’s old lady. Looking pissed off and drinking a glass of whiskey with her coffee. Nova handled the quick introductions between Nelle and Mara.
“Inked up yet?” Mara asked.
Nelle shook her head.
“Risky out here then,” Mara said. “Hey, maybe Fitz will carry you into his bedroom. How about that?”
“Your… husband…? Or…”
Nova touched Nelle’s hand. “Rough morning for Mara. She’s about ready to kill Fitz.”
“When they fuck someone in the clubhouse, fine,” Mara said. “But bringing that stuff home? These fucking disgusting little whores…?” Mara looked at Maggie. “No offense.”
“You have a way with words, Mara,” Maggie said.
Nelle felt really uncomfortable. She sipped her coffee. She swallowed hard.
“It’s a busy life,” Nova whispered to Nelle. “How are you doing? With everything going on. You came back, huh?”
“No idea what I’m doing here, to be honest,” Nelle said. “It just feels right.”
“Sometimes it does,” Nova said.
Mara lifted her glass of whiskey and downed the entire thing.
“Well, ladies, cheers to another day in the life,” Mara said. “Nova, I’ll see you around. Nelle, if you’re smart, you won’t let anyone ink your pretty body and you’ll be free.”
“Mara, relax,” Nova said. “You can’t comprehend what Nelle has been through.”
“Stick around then,” Mara, looking right at Nelle. “It’ll only get worse.”
Mara stumbled a little and then laughed. Maggie looked nervous but knew not to speak a word. If she did, she figured Mara would slam the empty glass against her face.
“She should not be driving,” Nelle whispered to Nova.
“I know,” Nova whispered. “Fuck.”
Mara walked toward the door.
Nelle stood up. “You shouldn’t be driving like that. I don’t care who you are. You’re putting other people in danger.”
“Oh, this bitch did not just try to tell me what to do,” Mara said.
“I have two dead sisters,” Nelle said. “Shot to death. Murdered. Maybe nothing to do with a stupid drunk driver, but it hurts. And if you go out there…”
Mara turned and walked toward Nelle.
Fuck,Nelle thought.
Mara had a very intense look in her eyes. Drunk, angry… and sad. Hurt. Crushed. Nova started to get in the way, but Mara pointed at her.
“Don’t make me hit you, Nova,” Mara said.
The clubhouse door opened and in walked Darrow and Slade. The two bikers could easily read the room and they quickly jumped into action. Slade ran toward Nelle.
“What the fuck did you do?” he growled at her.
