Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
He tensed at hearing the gravity in her voice. “Yes.”
“Beth said something yesterday which has me curious.”
“What did she say?” Had Razer told Beth about Pace?
“She said The Last Rider women don’t have easy births; what did she mean by that?”
Moon stopped walking to turn her toward him. “You should ask her. I wasn’t around when they went into labor.”
“You weren’t here, but you know what she meant, don’t you?”
Moon stared at her, deciding to be honest. “Beth was attacked the night she went into labor. The attacker was one of the parties responsible for Reaper’s kidnapping. She could have died, and one of her twins nearly did. Then Winter was attacked when she was pregnant by one of The Last Riders’ enemies. She went into labor, and both her and the baby would have died if not for Killyama.” Moon watched Larissa grow paler during each description.
“Anyone else?”
He nodded. “Lily. During her first pregnancy, she was kidnapped by her father. She had the baby and went into a coma.”
“Jesus …” Larissa whispered, her hand moving protectively to her abdomen.
“Look at me.” Moon gripped her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. “You have nothing to worry about. There is nothing more important to me than your and the baby’s safety. Trust that I can take care of you both.”
“I do.”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“I am.” This time, she sounded more certain. “I’m pretty good at taking care of myself, too.”
Moon let his mask drop for a second at her words. It was the only warning he was going to give her.
“That’s good to know.”
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
Moon rubbed his eyes tiredly, resting them from dissecting the security footage of the night Pace had been killed.
Damn, he needed a cigarette. If it weren’t for the hassle of having to take a shower and change his clothes before going to see Larissa, he would take a break.
When he heard a beep, he looked at the security monitor showing Viper and Shade entering the garage from the factory. He waited three seconds before he pushed the button to let them into the security room.
They looked just as exhausted as he was.
“Any news?” Viper sat down in front of the computer next to him, staring bleakly at the security video Moon had been watching.
“No.” His gaze returned to his. “You?”
“Nah. Sorry, brother.”
Moon turned his chair to look at the footage. “Pace goes in and doesn’t come out of the whirlpool room. I’ve checked the footage from a week before Pace was killed until two days after, even though we tore the fucking room apart to make sure no one was still hiding in there after we watched the security feed. I can’t figure it out, and neither can Rider or Reaper.” Moon looked away from the monitors and back at Viper.
Shade had taken the last chair at the end of the security desk and was squeezing a football stress ball.
“I’m too old for this shit.” Viper turned in Shade’s direction.
“Don’t look at me. Take it up with Reaper and Rider. The club was their bright idea.”
Moon’s gaze went back and forth between the two men. “You’re joking, right?”
Viper’s silence made his chest constrict.
Viper was the only reason he was still in The Last Riders. Regardless of whoever took over as president after Viper, his ass would be out. And it wouldn’t even fucking matter because, without Viper in the club, he wouldn’t want to be here, anyway. He knew Viper was closer to the other brothers than him, whereas he felt Viper was the older brother that life had denied him.
“Not really. I don’t know if I can go through another possible traitor, like Memphis.”
Moon rested his elbows on his knees and leaned forward in his chair. “It’s not your fault Pace got killed.”
Viper didn’t seem convinced. “I’m the one who asked Wizard to send me someone to take point on hiring someone to snoop around for us.”
“You didn’t know Pace was Wizard’s nephew.”
“It doesn’t matter to me who he was related to. He was a kid, still wet behind the ears.”
“Shit.” Moon grew more vehement. “He was twenty-six and served two years in the Army before he was dishonorably discharged. Wizard sent Pace here because he was tired of his sister nagging at him to let him become a Last Rider. He should have sent anyone but Pace. I warned both you and Shade that he was too gung-ho. That’s why he got thrown out of the Army and lost every job he managed to get. He reacted without thinking of repercussions. Hell, remember when Wizard told us he saw an Uber driver being carjacked by a gang? Pace waded right in and nearly got his ass killed then. Spent two weeks in ICU, yet it still didn’t make him think before his mom’s house caught on fire and he ran back in for her fucking photo album.