Chapter Twenty-Three
I stood completely frozen directly beside Stone’s massive black Harley-Davidson motorcycle, my small arms wrapped very tightly around my stomach as I stared unblinkingly at the sharp concrete corner of the rest stop building. That was the exact spot where he had just disappeared into the shadows with Jax, Tank, and the rest of the patched club brothers.
The heavy silence hanging over the paved parking lot was absolutely unbearable to handle. It felt like the entire world was holding its breath, waiting for a massive storm to break.
Every few seconds, the cool mountain wind would carry low, muffled voices and the occasional loud, angry shout from behind the thick concrete wall. My heart simply would not stop racing violently against my ribs. Even though Stone had ful
