Page 28 of Havoc

Levi breathes out a chuckle. “Only you would be pissed at me and my club for saving your fucking life. You’re welcome, by the way.”

“I didn’t thank you.” I force a vicious smile. “Your heroic act might have gotten my father killed.”

My voice cracks, and I hate it. Especially when it releases the anger from Levi’s expression.

“He’s not dead,” Levi says.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because”—he lifts off the frame and takes a step toward me—“if he were, they wouldn’t still be coming for you. Titan needs you back for a reason.”

“I guess.” My gaze drops because I can’t argue without explaining to Levi all the other reasons Titan would want me back that have nothing to do with my father.

“Do you know where they were keeping him?” Levi takes another step, and his boots slip into my line of sight.

“No. Why? Are you going to rescue him?”

Please say yes.

I hate myself for even thinking it, but I know Levi has the means to help. I didn’t want it in the beginning, but I’m running out of options and time. I might as well find some use for my time at the Twisted Kings clubhouse.

“Yes.”

His answer has me lifting my gaze. It’s a dangerous move when I sense my emotions are written all over my face. But I can’t help looking Levi in the eyes and wondering why he’d still help me after all this time. After all that’s happened.

After I left.

I wipe those thoughts and roll my shoulders back. “There’s still the issue of not knowing where he is.”

“Ghost is good at finding people. We’ll figure it out.”

“You mean it then? You’ll actually help?”

“Of course I’m going to help you, Aimee. I promised you—”

“Thank you.” I cut him off.

I’m not ready for him to finish that sentence. It hits too close to memories I walled behind iron and stone. Ones I never want to revisit.

My gaze drops to his cut. To his name stitched onto the black leather.

Havoc.

I read it again and again, reminding myself I’ll never be able to trust him like I once did.

“Just tell me what you need from me,” I say after a long moment.

“I need you to sit down with Ghost and go over where you think Titan could be holding Anderson. Then we’ll come up with a plan.”

“Why can’t I tell you that?”

Levi drags a hand through his hair. “I’ve got work to get done at the shop.”

“Kings Auto?” He nods. “You still work there?”

When we were kids, he was at the auto body shop more than the clubhouse. It’s the only way I was able to visit him since he didn’t want me anywhere near his club. When I close my eyes, I can still smell motor oil. I can still see Levi, covered in grease, smiling at me.

Nothing made him happier than working on bikes and cars.