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to let Caspar know what the hell happened at the lake, but Jessa and I would have to ride out the storm here, unless something happened. Like the warehouse collapsing. In which case, I guess going underground wouldn’t matter since we’d be dead.
    But for now, I was the one to distract Jessa from...everything. Including and especially the fact that Charlie was still tied up and drugged, that Bish was currently taking him out of the van and carrying him to a room where he could be tied more securely, and locked in.
    Thankfully, she was too engrossed in looking at the rows of motorcycles, and the music was loud enough to mask the sounds of the van doors opening and closing.
    Even though she wasn’t jumping at every sound now, she was more tense than when we were driving. Grudgingly, I pulled out the alphasmart device I hated, but Bish kept charged for situations like this.
    I typed in, It’s all right. We’re prepared for this , and I showed it to her.
    “Okay,” she managed. “I just don’t like storms.”
    Are you ready to talk about what happened out there?
    She countered with, “I want to know where I am. Defiance? Is that another gang?” I typed MC and then pointed to all the Harleys lined up around the warehouse floor. “What’s the difference between an MC and a gang?”
    These days, sometimes the line was thin, but there was a difference. For one thing... motorcycles.
    That got a slight smile out of her. And then she said, “The Lords are an MC too, right?”
    I nodded. They’re not like Defiance.
    “I want to believe you.” She glanced around. “I have to admit, I was expecting to be tied up the second we got here. Not that I’m giving you any ideas.”
    I gave her a grin, mainly because I was picturing her in a far different tied-up position than she was thinking about. It must’ve shown on my face because half a second later, she blushed and gave me a shy look. “God, you’re a flirt.”
    I shrugged. I really wasn’t. I just couldn’t remember ever being this blown away by any woman, the way I’d been from the first moment I’d laid eyes on her.
    Bish would tell me it was because I didn’t get laid enough. He went to Kat’s—the local brothel—a lot. I couldn’t. Even though the women there were happy and willing, it was too fucking sad to me. So I got a few blowjobs from the local Defiance women during parties, but as long as I got to fight, I didn’t need a lot of sex.
    But now, my blood was goddamned pumping. Jessa was too close and smelled too damned good, somehow, even through the smell of fear and blood and dirt.
    “Can I...get out? Stretch my legs?” she asked and when I nodded, she did just that. While she wandered around, I set up the air mattress in the van—kept the back door half opened, because sometimes small spaces were more comforting. The motorcycle I normally stored back there was being restored by Rebel, so there was a lot more room than normal.
    I caught Bish heading back my way out of the corner of my eye. He took a look at the mattress and back at me with an eyebrow cocked.
    What? I figured she might want to sleep , or maybe talk more. And then I can get her to answer my questions.
    Not going to answer without some major coaxing , Bish signed discreetly and raised his eyebrows. I’m guessing you’re up for coaxing.
    I shot him the finger and he smiled as he signed, Yeah , thought so.
    Defiance had gone through hell and had crawled out. But no one was left unscathed. Charlie secured?
    “Of course.”
    What if Caspar tells us to go?
    “We go,” Bish spoke now, his voice low.
    And her?
    “Could take her if she wants to go. Could leave her with Tru.” Bish glanced toward the door that led to the tubes. “You all right staying with her for now?”
    More than okay, and Bish knew it, only kept probing to see me squirm. Asshole.
    “Always said you’d fall for someone in a goddamned split second.”
    Shut the fuck up.
    Bish smiled and then went serious. “Got