Chapter Twenty – Four - Unraveling Lines
The next morning, sunlight filtered in lazily through the windows, spilling gold across the hardwood floor of Jax’s room. He stirred first, lifting his arm from around Taylor’s waist and slipping out of bed quietly, careful not to wake her. She needed the rest. They both did. But the compound didn’t wait. By the time he made it to the kitchen, Kellan was already nursing coffee, leaning against the counter in a fitted black tee, his posture easy but alert—always alert. That’s what Jax liked about him. Observant. Steady. “You sleep?” Jax asked, grabbing a mug for himself. Kellan shrugged. “A few hours. Didn’t want to miss our update.” Jax nodded. Today they had a briefing scheduled with Mason and two of the older members. Vance’s people were out of the picture now, but Jax didn’t trus
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