Page 44 of Havoc

Soul is grinning as he slips off his helmet and climbs off his motorcycle, taking a bow.

“His bike is ruined.” Confusion knots between Aimee’s eyebrows as she claps.

“That’s just one of his bikes. It’ll be fine once we replace thetires.”

Chaos tosses the fire extinguisher to the side and wraps an arm around Soul’s shoulder as they walk toward us, laughing as they pause at the other side of the railing.

“Impressed yet?” Soul winks at Aimee.

She folds her arms on the railing, bending down to meet his gaze. “That you’ve managed to survive this long? Yes, I am.”

“Some of us are harder to take down than others.”

“Don’t I know it.” Aimee’s voice drops with her comment.

Soul’s smile wavers, telling me I’m not the only one who caught it. But neither he nor Chaos calls her out. They don’t have time as patch bunnies surround them, fighting for their attention.

Aimee lifts off the rail, turning her back on the guys. Not because she seems bothered by the women, but her mind drifted elsewhere with what she said.

At that, Reagan grabs Aimee’s hand and pulls her into a conversation.

“Havoc.” Ghost waves me over to him.

I watch Luna and Reagan pull Aimee into the clubhouse as I make my way to where Ghost is standing.

“I had a chat with our friend this afternoon.” Ghost taps his thumb on the railing, not looking me in the eyes.

“Reyes?”

Ghost nods.

“What did he have to say?”

“He wasn’t with the Iron Sinners when Aimee was kidnapped the first time.”

“No shit. The kid is only twenty-three.” I drag my hand through my hair. “But he was around this time. There’s no way he doesn’t know shit.”

“He said Titan kept her dad under lock and key. No one had access to him. And Aimee…” Ghost trails off, his eyes not meeting mine.

“Just fucking say it.” I brace my hands on the railing.

“Titan had a hands-off order on her as well. No one was allowed to go near her.” He looks at me, knowing as well as I do that the only reason Titan would issue that kind of order is if Aimee meant something to him.

We’ve met plenty of girls who narrowly escaped the Iron Sinners. I’m clear on how that club abuses, drugs, and assaults women. So while it is a relief to know that Titan may have spared some of that between her and his men, I don’t doubt he found other ways to break her for his own amusement.

I shake my head, wishing it could shake that thought. “Did Reyes hint where Titan might be keeping Anderson?”

“No.” Ghost grips the railing. “I tracked down the only address he gave me, and it was a dead end. The house was abandoned months ago.”

“Lying piece of shit.”

“I’ll get it out of him.” Ghost pops his knuckles. “I just might need to get a little more creative.”

I’m not sure I want to know what that means. At the same time, I want to be there and watch Reyes bleed when he does it. By the time this is over, I want to hangthe Iron Sinners from their ankles and slit their throats. It’s going to rain blood on their judgment day.

“Let me know when you go in for another round. I want to be there when you go back in.”

Ghost nods, lifting off the rail. “Will do, brother. Planning on it tomorrow.”