“So when Wolf patched in, you were cool with it, then?” Saint asked. “Clueless, but cool?”
Zoe paused. “Well… I kind of… got sucked into the life myself. A bit.”
“Wait.” Saint looked riveted and delighted. “You – you hung around The Road Devils? Way back then?”
“No fuckin’ way.” Wolf’s words were clipped. “You kiddin’ me? You think I’d let Zee around a bunch of one-percenters at the age of eighteen?”
“Oh, no.” Saint looked horrified. “It’s just, she said that she got sucked into the life so…”
“Oh, later,” Zoe explained. “Wolf patched in, and then for about six years, I barely saw him. We kind of lost regular touch, I guess, but we talked on the phone and caught up when we ran into each other around town. Then one night, just over six years ago, we met up at a bar for a few drinks, and
