Page 66 of Cruel Biker

“Do you want to tell me what the hell is going on? Why did you act crazy?”

“I think I need to rest,” her mother said.

She couldn’t believe this was happening, and she shook her head. “No, hell, no, there is no way you can go to sleep. Not after what you just did. Do you want to tell me why you were freaking out at someone getting close? That made absolutely no sense at all. Explain it to me, Mom.”

“With the clubhouse going into lockdown, and you still married to Bolt, and the fact you’ve got a connection to Venom, I thought they might be targeting you.”

“Who might?”

“Whoever has them in lockdown.”

This made Morwenna frown. “Lockdown? Since when have they been in lockdown?” She hadn’t seen nor heard anything from Venom or Bolt. In fact, she hadn’t even gone to town. Whenever she needed anything, her dad had offered to go, and she’d been more than happy to let him go and get everything she needed.

Looking toward her mother, she saw the fear in her mother’s face.

“You thought we were in real danger,” Morwenna said.

“Just drive, honey. It’s fine.”

She no longer felt comfortable, but seeing they were now nearly halfway there, it seemed pointless to turn around. Rather than question her mother any further, she continued on the journey, although she wasn’t happy.

They arrived thirty minutes later, and she saw a car was already parked in the main driveway, and there was no additional space. It was a small property. One that had potential, but also couldn’t be expanded. She picked it solely on the new kitchen that had been installed. She parked her car, just away from the main driveway, and as she climbed out of the car, the man who must have been the one to call her this morning suddenly appeared in the doorway.

“You must be Morwenna Richards?” he asked.

“Yes, and that makes you Tom Arnold, is that right?” she asked, making her way up the driveway.

“Of course. We talked on the phone this morning. And this must be your ... mother? Willow, right?”

Morwenna tensed up. At no point during her conversation had she spoken about her mother.

She pulled her hand from his, and he chuckled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both. Why don’t you come in?”

She didn’t want to enter that house, and she pulled her bag close to her, reaching inside, and kept the smile firmly in place. Her mother stayed by her side.

Morwenna kept Tom in front of her, as he moved from room to room, and she noticed he didn’t go into much detail, keeping everything brief.

“It’s a nice place, honey,” her mother had said.

She noticed her mom was doing exactly the same as she was. Something else was going on. She was convinced of that now, more than ever. Her mother never behaved this way.

As they finished up the downstairs and settled on the kitchen, Tom got a call, and he held his finger up for them to remain there. Morwenna didn’t like this.

“Mom, I think we should get back to the car,” Morwenna said.

“Yes.”

They didn’t make too much noise as they made their way toward the dining room, and Tom’s voice could be heard out in the hallway. He was sounding cheery, but there was something off about him, and they got to the front door, and Morwenna opened it, only for it to let out a large creak. She stopped, and she knew he heard it.

“Get ready to run, Mom,” she said.

With her car keys in hand, Morwenna slammed the door open and took off, her mother close behind her. She rounded the car, climbing into the driver’s side, and was turning over the ignition as Tom came out of the house. He stood in the doorway, and Morwenna felt like an idiot, but at the same time, something didn’t sit right with her.

Pulling away from the driveway, her heart raced. “Mom, you’re going to have to tell me what the hell is going on,” Morwenna said. “We just ran out of a house, and that guy might just be having a bad selling day.”

“He didn’t know the first thing about that house. You can criticize me all you want, but you and I both know real estate agents know what they’re doing.”

“It could be his first day on the job.”