He had let Joey drive his truck home, not even sure he wanted to try to drive. His first thoughts were to go and find the woman, but he knew that he’d royally fucked that up. Micah looked at Joey when he laughed again. “She’s pissed, I’d say.” Micah wanted to hit his brother. Actually, he wanted him to pull over so he could pound the shit out of him. But he said nothing as Joey continued. “Mom is going to be happy. You having a mate finally will take some pressure off the rest of us.” “She’s not going to be easy to convince.” Joey agreed with him. “What do you know about her? You said you knew her. What is there I should know?” “I looked her up after she hit me in the restaurant.” Micah smiled about that. His mate had taken on someone as big as his brother and come out on top. “She’s not…that young man, he’s her brother, like you guessed. He has brain trauma as well as a lot of other medical issues. You remember the Webster murders?” Micah had to think.
