44 - Mean kids
Trace I park my motorcycle outside Roman’s. He’s not home; his bike isn’t here. I would have spoken to him before, but he’d left the clubhouse by the time I left. I have no idea where he’s gone, though. I bang the door with my fist. Marley answers with Romany on her hip. Baby girl giggles and claps her hands when she sees me. I smile, lean in, and kiss her cheek. Romany is such a happy child, and that smile will break hearts when she’s grown. I pull away and look at Marley. “Where’s Fallon? I need to talk to her.” “She’s not here. She went to see her doctor. Leona took her. Fallon wanted to get the baby checked.” Shi.t, I don’t have time to chase Fallon down. I need to collect my car and then pick Ava up from nursery school. I can’t be late for her; she’ll be terrified. “Tell her I
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