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figured out what to do with her life.  She didn’t have the funds to go to college.  About the same time that she’d found out that she was pregnant, she discovered that the unsuitable boyfriend’s drug habit was quite a bit more than the recreational dabbling that he’d let her think it was.  By the time their little boy was born, dealers had started knocking at their door looking for money.  She was the sole earner since the boyfriend had gotten himself fired for turning up to work stoned.  The second time that she’d found the apartment trashed, with a fucking huge turd in her baby’s crib as a finishing touch, she tried to convince her boyfriend to sort out his issues, and he’d beaten her for even suggesting it.
     
    By that point she was too embarrassed and too stubborn to go back to her parents, who would have been too horrified about a child born out of wedlock to even answer the door if she knocked, but the dealers had started threatening her personally and were making hints about the baby.  She decided pretty quickly that she wasn’t going to stick around and find out what they had in mind for the sake of someone who couldn’t even keep his fists away from her face, so she packed her and Josh up and moved across the state.  It had been just the two of them ever since.
     
    Working in a convenience store suited her.  When Josh had been a lot younger she’d opted to work nights; it was easier to find a babysitter for a sleeping child.  Once he was attending school regularly, she’d been able to supplement her income with occasional afternoon shifts.  Once or twice it had been suggested that she might want to think about training up to take the store manager role, but Thea had decided against it.  She couldn’t afford formal childcare for Josh before and after school, even on the increased salary, and quite frankly, she didn’t need the stress of a managerial position.
     
    The whoosh of the doors alerted her to a prospective customer.  When she looked up, she saw two high school kids, a boy and a girl, practically glued to each other and obviously ditching.  Mentally she made herself a bet that the girl would be knocked up in three months.
     
    Thea still felt bad about just carrying on with her life, about pretending that she knew nothing about Elvis’ disappearance, about not doing anything about the fact he was probably dead.  It hadn’t been love, probably never would have been, but it might have been the start of something more serious than a fling.  But Annelle was right.  When it came down to the safety of her son, Thea would do anything.  So she would just go ahead and forget that she’d ever known Elvis of the Rabid Dogs MC.
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Dizzy had figured out pretty quickly that he needed to wait an extra second for the left door of the mini market to slide all the way open, otherwise a fella was in danger of walking right into the plate glass or at the least catching his shoulder on the steel edge.  He was on his way to the clubhouse for the Friday Church meeting, and had figured he’d better stop for supplies first. 
     
    The clerk glanced up from the magazine she was reading when he walked in.  She flipped it closed and slipped it under the counter before standing up straight.  Dizzy smiled.  He’d come across this girl more than once; she regularly worked the late shift, which was usually when he remembered whatever it was he needed or had the time to get it.  She was quick and efficient, and although he figured she must be bored out of her brain standing behind that counter for hours on end, she didn’t show it, and she didn’t have that couldn’t give a fuck attitude that a lot of convenience store clerks had.  If she was in this early she was most likely pulling a double shift.  He’d realized she did that when, on a few occasions, he’d stopped by in the early evening and then for something he’d forgotten on his way home from