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minutes for Danza and Boomer to follow in.
    Once Danza pulls their little Toyota up to the pump behind the Chevy, they get out and stretch. Boomer, my bearded brother, is in an all black hoodie and jeans. I fight not to laugh at the red and yellow flannel shirt tucked into Danza’s jeans. His beanie covers his slicked back hair, and the long sleeves of his shirt keep his ink covered. The two men look like two rednecks on a road trip in a clown car, not two members of a badass MC.
    We don’t make eye contact. We don’t nod. In fact, we don’t even acknowledge they are here. We walk into the gas station and pick up some snacks and drinks while the guy in the Chevy nervously finishes pumping gas.
    His partner strolls back out from grabbing snacks for them, and they both make it obvious they are watching us. Even with the rig unattended, their attention is on Tripp and me, not the transport.
    Why?
    We make our way back to the truck and climb in to watch as Danza talks to the guys about their truck, keeping them distracted from us and Boomer, who is attaching a device to their vehicle. Having an explosives expert as a brother is invaluable in these situations.
    We pull out, leaving our brothers to set up to make a mess if need be and then clean up whatever gets left behind.
    I wish I had answers. I wish I knew what was really behind the men following us. However, that is not how this works. Part of being a Hellion is me trusting my brothers to have my back. Roundman has made the call based on his knowledge of the situation. When we get home, he will give us the necessary information about this run. Until then, Tripp and I have a job to do, and it’s one we will get done. We are rock solid together, and our club is rock solid behind us.
    We cross into what was once Hot Springs, New Mexico and is now Truth or Consequences, New Mexico. The city was named for a popular radio program from back in the day. It’s a mouthful of a town if you ask me, so we will stick with Consequences between us.
    I can’t help taking in the surroundings of the popular spa city and laughing. What the hell is in this trailer? Not my business, but I have to give those Ravage boys credit. This is the smartest place to hide a shipment of anything.
    Fancy Nancy town makes me think of my Fancy Nancy woman waiting at home.
     

    I will not get worked up. I will not worry. I will remain rock solid at home for my man.
    Who am I kidding? I’m already a mess. I’m worried, I’m frantic, and I just need some reassurance he’s coming home.
    Four days of silence. Four days of zero contact. Four days of unanswered calls, unanswered texts, and unopened emails. Four days of letting my mind go crazy with wonder.
    The emotions going through me tip the scales. I’m angry.
    Like really, where is the respect for me, for us? Where is the care and consideration for my feelings? I don’t need to know where he is … unless he’s balls deep inside some broad. Then I need to know so I can cut his dick off!
    See? Anger! I have to calm down. Rex has grown up. He wouldn’t do that to me. He’s not in contact because it must not be safe.
    Worry and fear grip me. Not safe. What if he’s injured … or worse? I can’t go there. Rex is coming home. He’s coming home to me, and we are going to start our life together as husband and wife.
    Sadness builds the moment I think of anything happening to him. He’s my rock. We have created this crazy life together, and I depend on him in a way I never thought possible.
    Picking up the phone, I call the one person who could possibly ease my fears.
    “Lux, how’s it going, babe?” Sass answers on the second ring.
    I let out a sigh. “What happened to Caroline? Rex has won you all over to his side.”
    “If the name fits, you own it. Lux, you are deluxe. Rock that shit, girl. Long time no chat. When are you going to bring your Fancy Nancy, high-heel wearing, hot self down to the coast for a visit?”
    My college best friend