Riding Steele: Crossroads (5 page)

He went outside, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows on the ground. He mounted his bike and headed to the small town only a few miles further along the highway.

He went to a drugstore and bought a bandage for Laurie’s ankle, then he pulled into a small diner and ordered some burgers to take out. As the cook flipped the patties on the grill, Steele paid.

“I take it you’re traveling with friends,” the man behind the counter asked.

Steele eyed the man. He wore a blue and white bandana around his head and his long, gray hair was tied back in a ponytail. And his arms were inked.

“Why you asking?”

“Just a friendly heads-up. Some cops come in here asking if we seen a crew of bikers in the area. Said there been some kinda trouble up at some big wig’s country house nearby.”

The cook handed the bag of burgers to Steele.

“Just figured I’d let you know.”

Steele nodded. “Thanks.”

Steele went outside and stowed the burgers in his hard carrier, then mounted the bike. The cops must have found Donovan and now he’d set them on their trail.

No matter. This was a complication he did not want, but he’d handle it. First things first. Go back and warn the crew.

He started up the bike, then sped back to the motel.

When he arrived, Magic, Dom, Wild Card, and Shock were sitting on chairs outside the rooms drinking beer. Rip and Raven were nowhere to be seen.

He saw the curtain pull back on his room and Laurie peer out. As he stopped his bike, she hurried out of the room. She was still limping and he wanted to get her to a doctor to have it checked out.

“Where’s Rip?” Steele asked.

Shock pointed at Rip’s room door. Steele walked over and knocked. A moment later, Rip opened the door and peered out.

“We have trouble,” Steele said. “The police have been asking around town about us. They’re sure to be checking the motels nearby.”

Rip grabbed his cell as he stepped outside, then dialed.

“Killer, it’s Rip.” Rip paced back and forth as he listened.

“Is everything okay?” Laurie asked, concern in her eyes. “Do you think they found Donovan and he’s convinced them to come after us?”

Steele placed his hands on her shoulders and locked gazes with her. “He hurt you, remember? You have nothing to be afraid of.”

She shook her head. “No. If he wants to make trouble, he’ll do it. If he wants to get back at me … or you … he’ll do it. He’ll buy people off if he has to.”

Steele glanced toward Rip, who had paced several yards away and was speaking intently on the phone.

“He won’t buy off Killer. He’s a true friend.”

Rip slipped his phone into his pocket and walked toward Steele, his expression grim. Laurie reached for Steele’s hand and he enveloped it in his.

“Well?” Steel prompted.

Rip glanced at Laurie, then back to Steele. “They found Donovan a few hours ago at his house. He was dead.”

Laurie sucked in a breath and Steele squeezed her hand.

Rip gazed at Laurie again. “And the police are looking for you.” His lips compressed in a tight line. “You’re wanted for questioning.”

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Opal Carew is the
New York Times
and
USA Today
bestselling author of fifteen previous erotic romances for St. Martin’s Press. To learn more, visit her on the Web at
www.opalcarew.com
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