Page 125 of The List
“Everything he said was bullshit. I know it, the club knows it. Even his woman knows it.”
Her eyes widened. “Can I ask you something?”
He gave a sharp nod.
“Did Quinn have something to do with Knox dying?”
He clenched his jaw and dug his nails into his skin. Cross wasn’t ready to dive into all of this tonight. But she deserved some type of answer. An honest one.
“It’s complicated but,” he paused. “yeah, sheunknowinglyplayed a part.”
Cross would never forgive Quinn for her role in Knox’s death but it was only fair that he acknowledge it wasn’t done with intent.
“Cleo said the MC and Rogue don’t get along. Is that why?”
“Been bad blood between us long before Quinn came along.” He snorted. “We tolerate each other for the sake of business.”
She raised her brows. “You work together?”
“Sometimes.” Cross cupped his mouth.Here’s that fine line.
“Can I ask you something else?”
“Yeah.”
“How does the club make money?” She kicked the grass with the toe of her sneaker.
“We work.”
Her foot stilled, but she hadn’t looked up.
“Doing what?”
“We’re entrepreneurs.”
Her brows dipped, and she glanced up through her lashes. “That’s what people say when they don’t want to tell you how they really make their money.”
Cross smirked. “Yeah.”
She eyed him suspiciously. “Is it illegal?”
He was entering murky territory. Lying to her wasn’t an option. It would only last so long before coming between them. But divulging everything the club was involved in wasn’t something he could do either.
“Some of it.”
She bit her lip. “Dangerous?”
“Some of it,” he repeated.
She tapped her chest. “Am I in danger?”
“I’d never let anything happen to you. As long as I’m breathing, you’re never going to be in danger.”
She arched her brow in challenge. “Can’t be everywhere.”
“When I’m not around to protect you, the club will be.”
Addison once again turned around, staring off into the yard. “What kind of future does that look like? I mean, illegal and dangerous. How are we supposed to have a normal life with those two factors?”
