Matt's POV
“Follow me.” One of the Yaks said after hanging up the phone.
Of course, those dumb f***s called their boss who so eagerly told them to bring me to him. I’m sensing I am exactly where he wanted me to be, probably thinking that I am falling into his damn trap, he just doesn’t know about the small army attentively tailing me. The only piece that didn’t fit here, is what Francesca’s well-being meant to him. At that thought, somehow a new suspicion that Jax could be involved arose inside my head. It made sense. Too much sense.
Jax had feelings for her and he knew well enough that I would follow her to hell and back, so taking her ensured that I would be delivered, signed, and f*****g sealed to his father. His motivations were f*****g clear. He wanted my life. He wanted Francesca
