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I moved around a man who’d stopped walking to stare at her.

“Of course.”

“I’ve been thinking of going back to that house. The big one with the sex party?” She stared at me over the roof of her car. “I don’t remember much more than flashes of those men, Reagan, but there was something there.”

“You arenotgoing back to a strange house to find the three strangers you slept with while on drugs!” I motioned for her to get in and I started to list off the dangers as I buckled my seatbelt. “One. They could be anyone. They could be married! They could be mobsters! Two. You don’t know what they’re like. Maybe they’re monsters! Three. You burst into that party on drugs. Who knows what you missed. Maybe there was some crazy cult shit happening.”

“Is that how I sound normally?” Pulling into traffic, Harley took a deep breath. “Tell me I’m brave?”

I smiled.

“You’re the bravest, Harley. You’re a wild rose bush growing in a desert.”

“What color?”

I tried to remember everything she’d told me about roses.

“Black. Because it doesn’t just mean mourning. It can mean transformation and new beginnings.”

She happily clapped her hands, letting go of the steering wheel as she did.

“You’re the best listener ever!”

“The wheel!” I grasped my chest and swore. “I want to get home to my son, Harley. Keep your hands on the wheel.”

She grunted. “Sure thing. Sounds like a grand plan.”

CHAPTER 50

Tate

I frowned when Maxie opened the door.

“Where’s Reagan?”

She shifted from foot to foot and winced.

“She left.”

My stomach dropped.

“What?”

“Not like for good, or anything!” She let out a nervous laugh. “I tried to get her to stay but she’d already made plans.”

“Plans? With whom?” I looked back at West and Mills coming up the porch and scowled. “She’s not here.”

“What do you mean, she’s not here?” Mills stood with his hands on his hips. “We’re supposed to kidnap her, though.”

“I really tried to get her to stay. I don’t know what happened but she got a call and then she got dressed up and said she had a date.”

My blood boiled.

“A date?!”

Lucky frowned at me from Maxie’s arms.

“Yeah. She wouldn’t tell me much more than that. Um… I don’t want to tell you this next part. I don’t really understand what’s happening with her.” Maxie swallowed audibly and looked down at her feet. “I just happened to see her phone screen when she was lacing up her boots. She’s going to…Club Devil.”