It only took them a few minutes to get to the hotel. Tuck kept his eyes open in case the bikers came back. He hadn’t seen any kuttes or colors, didn’t think they had been wearing any, but he’d been too distracted trying to control his bike and keep them from running him off the road to be sure.
Questions raced through his mind, one after another but he forced himself to push them away and focus on getting them to the hotel, then into his room. He could worry about questions, details and answers once they were safe.
In the parking lot, he found a pair of spaces next to each other and backed the bike in, then stepped off and waited for London to pull in beside him and get out. He grabbed his saddle bags from the back of her vehicle and kept his head on a swivel as they went in the front do
