Free Meeting Danger (Danger #1) by Allyson Simonian, Caila Jaynes Page A

to free the man, Grizzly stormed into the room behind him.
    “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He circled around Camden as he glowered at him, backing him out of the room. “You’re not allowed in here.”
    “What’s going on?” Camden asked as Grizzly slammed the door shut. “Why is he here?”
    “Nothin’ you need to know about. And we don’t need you here for church tonight, so just go ahead and get out of here.”
    Camden clenched his jaw and gazed at the storeroom door.
    “Now!”
    With no other choice, he followed Grizzly out to the back door. As he hurried through the dark parking lot to his bike, his mind raced. Could he rescue Mann himself, or would he need to bring in help? One or the other would need to happen quickly, because the brothers surely hadn’t tied the guy up just to have a friendly chat with him.
    He started his bike and rode a short distance down the hill and around a curve until he was out of sight of the clubhouse. Pulling over to the side of the road, he reached for his phone and texted his team.
     
    I’m at the clubhouse and need backup. But stay silent until I give the signal.
     
    Immediately after sending the text, Camden erased it from his S ENT M ESSAGES folder as he always did when he was undercover. It was dangerous to leave anything incriminating in its memory—no telling who might pick up his phone.
    Planning an excuse in case Grizzly was still standing guard, Camden turned his bike around and drove slowly back up the hill. Luckily, Grizzly had gone back inside. Camden parked his bike and slipped in through the back door, relieved to find the hallway empty. Keeping an eye out for anyone coming out of the meeting, he crept back to the storeroom.
    Mann’s head jerked up when Camden opened the door, hope brightening his features. Camden quickly raised a finger to his lips, making sure the other man knew to stay silent.
    If all went as he planned, the brothers would think Mann had escaped by himself. Camden would then be able to call off his backup and continue with the assignment. There would still be a shot at uncovering where the drug operation was based.
    He pulled his pocketknife from his pocket and cut Mann free before gesturing toward the storeroom window. The last thing Camden wanted was to risk running into Grizzly or one of the other brothers.
    “This way.”
    It was only after Mann stood up that Camden noticed he was clutching his arm.
    “You’re hurt?” he whispered.
    “It’s broke.”
    Camden cursed under his breath. Going through the window wouldn’t work. His stomach churned as he moved back to the door and ducked his head out to peek down the hallway. Still clear.
    “Stay quiet,” he said in a low voice before motioning for Mann to follow. They headed for the back door and exited the clubhouse quietly. Once outside, Camden urged Mann toward the woods, hoping it would give them cover until they reached his team.
    By now, his backup would be parked down the hill at the staging area they’d agreed upon weeks ago when Camden first infiltrated the chapter. Agents had been rotating in and out, stationed just a mile or two away for weeks now, assisting other teams remotely while waiting for their chance with this case.
    He debated calling them closer but rejected the idea. There was too much of a risk that the team’s SUVs would be heard or seen.
    He and Mann had just made it into the cover of the woods when the back door of the clubhouse slammed open.
    “Where the fuck is he?” Beck .
    Camden grabbed Mann’s good arm, propelling him forward. The moon was bright tonight. Would the trees provide them enough cover?
    “There! He’s gettin’ away!”
    Damn it. Camden and Mann ducked behind a tree, but the brothers had already spotted them. One of them, Camden couldn’t quite see who, had grabbed the shotgun from behind the bar and was aiming it toward the woods where they were hidden.
    “Who’s with him?” someone shouted.
    Camden turned