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twisted with pain. “What she didn’t get was that I saw her that way. She always...oh, whatever.”
    The pain was so evident on his face that Jessie hurt for him. “You tried to protect her all the way to the end, didn’t you?”
    “Of course. Loyalty’s the most important thing. I can’t believe I lost sight of that. I did, though. I forgot that loyalty was the one thing that mattered, always matters, the most.”
    That bold statement struck deep. It was the same thought she had every time she rode with someone and then collected the evidence on what they had done. She was committing crimes too, right alongside the men she rode with. The only difference was that she wouldn’t go to jail for those crimes.
    He cleared his throat. “Anyway, Morgan knows all that. He also knows she overdosed on some bad dope one night, and on purpose. I didn’t want to know that either. I pretended it was everyone’s fault but hers. I went a little crazy. I started doing things I shouldn’t have and maybe, just maybe, I could have gotten it all out of my system before things went so bad but then...well, then I met my father. He came walking back in like nothing had happened. Like I should be grateful for all the time he had been away. I can’t even...and the worst part was that I wanted to be his son again. Even if I had forgotten what that meant in the first place.”
    Jessie’s breath caught. His father had come back?
    “Maybe I never really knew what it meant. But before long, he had me tied into stuff, drugs and everything else, and I couldn’t go to Morgan with it. It was against our code, for one, and I couldn’t tell him my father had walked back in. Then I realized that dear old dad was just using me too, but by then it was too late to put a halt to any of it and, so here we are.” He sighed, his body shutting down as if he’d said too much and wished he could take it back. She knew the body language clearly. “I know that sounds pretty vague.” He shrugged. “It’s complicated.”
    “I think I get the gist of it.” She had. Who was his father? Was his dad involved with Blake Wilkes? Was he somehow tied into the drug dealing going on in the city? Was he a fairly large supplier, bigger even than Nate or any of his cronies? The cop in her pushed a hundred questions, possibilities, and scenarios into her mind. Could she get to him? Had she already gotten to him? She wanted to ask who his father was, but knew better. Treading lightly meant being stuck with maddeningly good information that would lead her nowhere, at least not right then. She said instead, “So what about this safe and the stuff inside?”
    Craig shifted, rolling over to face her. “I want the files. Just the files. They’ll get Morgan out of this mess, but I can’t get to them without Morgan.”
    Shit. “Why not?”
    Craig sighed. “Because I need Katie. I have to walk right into Wilkes’ house to get it. And Katie won’t do that without Morgan. If I go in alone, or with you, he’ll know exactly what I’m there for. If I had Morgan, he wouldn’t guess it.”
    She wet her lips with her tongue, considering what to say next. “Explain what you mean.” What if she pulled some strings with the DEA and got Morgan out?
    Craig said, “If he thought I was delivering Morgan like I was supposed to, and Katie, he’d never even blink at me going into the room where the files are.”
    “And there’s no other way in?”
    “He’d know I’d switched loyalties.”
    “I see. Did you?”
    His grin was vicious. “I never switched my loyalties. I got a little torn between two, but I never forgot where my largest one lay.”
    Ouch. She knew that feeling. It was just one more common bond. She didn’t want to think about that right then. “I see. So what’s your plan if you can’t get Morgan?”
    “I was thinking I would bust Morgan out.”
    She snorted. “Good luck with that. You know that’s not going to fucking happen.” She ran her gaze down