(Ridge)
The second I stepped outside, I knew if Dane had dragged me away from Mira for something small, I was going to bury him. He’d interrupted a fight I was still losing and a woman I still needed to calm down. Neither of those improved my mood. Dane knew that and called me out anyway.
He stood near the side steps with Knox beside him, both of them watching the yard instead of me. That usually meant they’d rather look anywhere else than deal with what came next. Smart men learned that instinct early.
“What?” I asked.
Dane glanced over.
“Brother from The Spoke just called.”
I waited.
Knox answered when Dane didn’t move fast enough.
“Guy came in twenty minutes after you left.”
Every muscle in me tightened.
“What guy?”
“Mid thirties,” Knox said. “Ball cap, beard, sunglasses. Pai
