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really going to let this happen?”
    He snarled, “Is it any of your business?”
    She shook her head. “Not at all; I just figured you might want to help your crew and maybe yourself too.” She walked off, her pert bottom twitching nicely under her tight pants, and desire spiraled up and through him.
    She was incredibly sexy, and dangerous. She was tougher than any woman he’d ever met, and she seemed to echo all the things raging below his skin.
    How the hell was he going to help his crew?
    He needed to get even with Blake. He needed to find a way to get Morgan out of this mess. He started to walk away, and suddenly froze. Maybe those two things were one and the same.
    He went after Jessie and caught up to her. “I might need some help with this.”
    Her eyes met his. “I’m sure you do. I just don’t want to help you.”
    He reached out and grabbed her shoulders, stopping her and forcing her to look at him. Just touching her sent shocks of desire racing through him. He tried to ignore the physical need, and focused his thoughts. “Look, I know you ride with Nate, and you owe me nothing, but Nate can’t risk his guys...”
    “So why not risk some woman who’s nothing but a prospect? You’ll have to do way better than that.” Her pretty eyes narrowed as she glared at him.
    Damn, she was tough as nails. “How about I know you could help me, and I’d owe you.”
    She snorted. “You’re an exile with no crew. You got no plan, and no shot at doing anything to help so...”
    “I’m going to take down Blake Wilkes, Katie’s father.”
    Her eyes went round. “What?” That caught her attention.
    He grinned. “He’s fucking with your crew too, you know. Think how fast you’d get a patch if you took the heat off Nate and his boys.”
    Her expression grew guarded. “Think how fast I’d get myself killed messing around with Blake Wilkes. From what I’ve seen, he’s got a lot of money and power, and he’s lethal. No thanks.”
    He turned around. Waiting, he stared up at the sky as he pressed his jaw tight and counted, hoping she would change her mind.
    She waited a few seconds then said, “Wait. What’s really in it for me?”
    He turned back around and forced himself not to smile. “You mean besides a patch?”
    “Hell yeah, that’s what I mean.”
    He surveyed her. She had such a stunning face, but under that beauty was a woman who was cold and calculating. He sensed that as well as the fire that raged beneath. She’d be passionate in bed, and devoted to the man she fell in love with, but woe to the one who betrayed her. He grinned finally. He wouldn’t screw her over. That was for sure. “Blake’s got a safe. It’s got millions in it.”
    Her eyes met his. “How do you know?”
    “Because I saw it. It’s also got a lot of papers in it. Important documents and shit. Blackmail and blame papers, if you know what I mean.”
    “Why didn’t Katie mention that?”
    “She did, but she only knows about the safe in his office, which he’s cleaned out by now. I mean, wouldn’t you if your shit got taken? No, he’s got all that stuff stashed in his other safe. Nobody but me knows where it is.”
    “Why would you know that?’
    Fuck, he wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell someone. He just didn’t know who he could trust anymore. “Let’s just say I did a little freelance work for him.”
    Her gaze was so direct and probing he wanted to drop his to the cement under them. She had the kind of look that could search all the way down to a man’s soul, and he had no intention of letting her know what lay in that dark crevice.
    “And he trusted you that much after just a little work?’
    He shrugged. “It was pretty messy.”
    “Have anything to do with kidnapping Katie?”
    No, but he seized on that. “Among other things.”
    “So what’s in the safe?” Her tone was casual.
    Too casual.
    She wanted in.
    He grinned. “Millions. Bearer bonds. Other things as well, like a giant fucking