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“I work alone. Besides, it’s too dangerous for you. You’re safer here.”

“I don’t want to stay here. The women hate me, and the guys won’t talk to me.”

“I’ll only be gone a few days. You’ll do okay. Kristy’s cool. She’s been with the club the longest. She’ll look after you. I’ll tell the other girls to back the fuck off. The brothers know I’m going and to watch out for you. They’re not gonna be your best friends, but if you need something or want to go into town, reach out to Bones, Razor, or Helm. If they’re not around, any of the other guys will help you out. As I said, it’ll only be for a few days.”

“Maybe I can stay with Cara. I could help her out with the kids.”

“You’re safer here. Besides, you’ll be putting Hawk’s family in jeopardy.”

“Nothing’s happened so far. No one knows I’m up here.”

“I got a sixth sense about these things, so trust me.”

“Will you tell me what you find out?”

“Yeah. I need your house key and the panic room code.”

“Do you promise not to ignore me when you get back?”

Diesel felt a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I guess.”

“That’s not very convincing, but it’ll have to do for now.” She leaned forward with her elbows on the table. “When are you leaving?”

“Later this afternoon.”

Myla’s mouth dropped open, and she leaned back in the chair. “Were you just going to take off and text me?”

“No, I was going to tell you. Right now, everything is about Freddy, Myla.”

“I know,” she whispered. “I wonder if Peter has been to the house.”

“Probably. Did you want me to bring back anything for you? I know you took off in a hurry.”

“Not really. I don’t ever want to go back there. I want to start a new life.” Her green eyes locked onto his blues.

“I get that.”

“I don’t think you do.”

He turned away. “Yeah… I do.” He scraped back the chair and stood up. “I have some stuff I need to do before I take off.”

“Are you going alone?”

“Nope. Rags and Animal are coming along.”

“I’m scared for you. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Diesel smiled. “Neither do I, but I can take care of myself. Don’t worry.”

“I know I will. Can you text me when you get to Denver?”

“Yeah. Let’s go up so I can get the key to the house and put the code in my phone. I also have to pack a few things. After that, we’ll go find Kristy.”

At first, it looked as though Myla was going to say something, then she jumped to her feet, dashed over to him, and burrowed against his chest, her fingers clutching his T-shirt.

“Please be safe,” she whispered, then backed away.

Before he could respond, she rushed out of the room. He heard her footfalls on the steps, and he walked out of the great room and slowly trudged up the stairs.