“You don’t have him on any kind of special assignment for the task force, do you?” Axel Jamison’s face was a mask of concern.
Crew’s frown mirrored Jamison’s. “No.”
“Wasn’t he supposed to be here?”
“I thought he was. Did you ask Pippi?” Crew asked him.
“Yeah, Finn hasn’t heard from him.”
What the actual fuck?“He lives on this fucking property. Did anyone check to see if his truck and bike are here?”
“I’ll check,” Jamison said.
Just as the BAMC prez was heading toward the side lot where Nox parked his vehicles, the rumble of another Harley coming through the open gate had them all turning their heads.
It was Nox.
And he was not alone.
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