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“I’m trying to convince her to move in with me and get out of that shithole apartment. She won’t have room for a baby there anyway.”
“You think she will?” I inquired.
Bear nodded. “I think she might. She doesn’t have enough to get a bigger place on her own right now. She told me she’d think about it and let me know.”
“She’s stubborn,” I reminded him, but I didn’t need to. I loved Becs like a sister, but she’d always been the female version of Bear and stubborn was actually an understatement when describing them.
“No shit.” He snorted. “But she’s not stupid, and she won’t risk the baby. I know that.”
I nodded in agreement, already thinking how difficult it was going to be for her, especially if she decided to move in with Bear. They’ve always gotten along and have a great relationship, but living together and a new baby may be too much of a strain on both of them.
“How’s Maggie?”
My lips tipped again at the corners when he said her name, and I shook my head when he smirked. “She’s good.”
“Been out driving again?”
“Yeah, a couple of times. She even asked me to take her this last time, which shocked the hell out of me.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “For never driving before, she’s doing really fucking great.”
Bear grinned down at his boots before aiming his stare back in my direction. “Doubt you’d think anything else.”
The roar of motorcycles moved our attention quickly from each other to the open bay doors at the end of the garage. Pushing off the car, I followed Bear to the front of the building and watched four bikes pull in.
Bear’s eyes narrowed when the four drivers dismounted and stood in front of their bikes. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
I shook my head and followed him across the parking lot until we stood in front of the last four men we wanted to see. Bear put his hands on his hips and addressed the local president of the Widows. “You better have a good reason to be standing on my property, Snap.”
“Looking for my VP.” His eyes flicked back and forth between the two of us. “You seen him?”
“Snake?” I snorted. “He’s lucky we haven’t seen him.”
Snap narrowed his eyes and focused on me. “You seen his old lady?”
I shook my head, trying to keep my expression neutral, but struggling when I thought of Maggie and how she looked in the hospital. “Haven’t seen anyone.”
“Why wouldn’t she be with him?” Bear asked.
“They had some trouble.” Snap tilted his head. “After she showed up at the fucking cop’s wedding.”
I couldn’t read him, couldn’t tell what he knew and what he was fishing for, but I had a feeling Bear could. Snap wasn’t the smartest guy. I was surprised when he was voted in, but I had my suspicions my father made that happen. He needed someone running the show down here he could control. Snap was the perfect follower, but if he was telling the truth and didn’t know where Snake was, then I had a real fear that my father’s hands were deeper into this shit than I had originally thought.
“Didn’t see her there,” Bear said, confirming we were at Luke’s wedding. There was no reason to hide our friendship with the Dimarcos or the men at Elite. It was well known, and we’ve never made any excuses for it.
Snap made a face of distaste. “No club should be friendly with the fucking cops.”
“Good to know your opinion.” Bear answered sarcastically.
I bit back a grin at Bear’s retort, knowing that shit would piss off Snap. I wasn’t wrong. “You’re a fucking sellout.”
Bear shifted to cross his arms over his chest. “We done here?”
Snap lifted his chin in our direction. “We find out you know why our boy’s missing, or you did something, we’ll be back.”
“Nice knowin’ we won’t see you here again,” I pronounced.
Snap motioned to his boys, and they moved to straddle their bikes. Snap did the same, but Bear called out before he could start it up. “You ever come onto my property again and threaten me or my boys, you’ll regret it.”
Snap laughed out loud. “Everyone knows you’re all pansy asses now. Hiding out, making friends with the fucking enemy, you’re no threat to us.”