Free Undercover MC by Olivia Ruin

again soon.”
    I gnawed on my lip, mind working furiously to come up with a way of learning what I needed to know. “Should I come with you? Just in case? I mean, I proved that I can be a good shot under fire.”
    He pulled me tighter against his chest. My head fit neatly under his chin. It was comforting to be surrounded by him in that way, but it didn’t ease my mind. “Oh, no Leslie. You should just stay here and try to relax. Like I said, everything should be fine, there’s nothing to worry about. We’re just going to go out, make the drop, and then I’ll come back here, ok?”
    His thumb under my chin tilted my head back, and his lips met mine in a slow kiss.
    Nothing is working. I can’t let him go without learning where the drop point is! “Can you at least tell me where you’re going? So I have some idea? I’m going to be worried sick sitting here not knowing anything at all!” I turned my wide eyes on him, hoping beyond hope that he would give me something that would enable me to save his life.
    He smiled, those dark handsome features falling into the expression that I had grown to love over the past few days. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, pretty lady. I feel like you would just drive out there right after me, and just because I don’t think there’s going to be a problem doesn’t mean that I want you out there in the thick of things.”
    He kissed me again, and then let go of me and walked towards the door. “I’ll be back later tonight.”
    Fuck, he’s leaving!
    “Wait!” I shouted louder even than I intended. “You can’t go, Jed, it’s a trap!”
    He froze. I could almost see the gears turning in his head as my words worked their way into his brain. He slowly turned in place. “What do you mean, it’s a trap?”
    “Las Cruces, they are going to ambush the drop. With a ton of men, way more than the club could possibly handle. They’re going to wipe you out.” I hurt me to say, and the way his face closed to me hurt even more.
    “How do you know this?” His voice was dead. The richness and warmth that I had always been privy to was lost to me now.
    “Please, Jed. Please don’t hate me. I work for the DEA. I’m a plant.” With every word I saw his hatred for me grow. “Jed, please listen to me, if you go out there, you will die. Tell me where the drop is so that I can call it in and we can stop the mobsters from massacring your friends.” I hoped that the appeal for the lives of his friends would sway him.
    “I can’t believe you.” There was no warning as his large hand flung out and struck me on the side of my face.
    I fell down, stunned, as I heard the door slam shut. The unmistakable purr of Nightshade springing to life outside layered in with the ringing that filled my ears. Stars crossed my vision as I tried desperately to regain my senses.
    Fuck! I vaulted to my feet and grabbed my gun from the kitchen drawer where it had been stowed away for the past three days. My keys were next, and then I raced out after Jed, not even bothering to take the time to close the door after me.
    The dark roar of Nightshade already tore along the road south, and I fumbled the keys trying to fit them into the lock. Long seconds later I ripped out onto the street, but Jed’s tail light was already a distant spark in the night as I gave chase.
    My fingers hit the speed dial that Arnold had given me for the task force. I put it on speaker and threw the phone down onto the seat beside me. It was hard to hear it ring over the whine of the engine, but I needed both hands to coax the old stick shift into going fast enough to keep Jed in sight. We were already outside of town, which helped me keep track of him in the mostly flat terrain.
    “Talk to me, Leslie.” Arnold’s voice, smooth and commanding, gave me some reassurance.
    “I’m on the move. I wasn’t able to get the information from Jed, and I had to break cover in a last ditch attempt. He knocked me down and stormed out, I’m in