It had been a week since Clinton’s visit. He rubbed at his temples as he cleared the sleep from his eyes. It was a Friday night, and they’d just returned from their drug run. He was tired, and wary. All of the brothers were. There was not the usual bravado, nor the same lightness within the club. He imagined once Maya—or Winter, as they had to call her—came, they’d be tense for a long time. “What’s wrong?” Beth asked. Duke had ordered them to keep the information to themselves until he was ready for others to know. First, Duke wanted to establish Winter in the fold, and to make sure everything was safe and secure. Knuckles had even gone with Duke to buy some weapons. They all owned their own, and kept a small supply in the basement, but with Winter came a threat, so it was time to start getting serious. “Nothing, babe, I’m just tired.” He tugged her down into his lap, kissing her neck.
What do You think about Trust (Trojans MC Book 6)?
