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mean he’ll be the last to come round. But he will. He’ll come round. Eventually. Just give him some space.’
    Lexi let out another of those humourless laughs, pushing a hand through her hair. ‘Yeah. Okay. Whatever it takes, huh?’
    ‘Have you come back because of Jesse?’
    Lexi’s eyes once more met her mother’s. ‘I’ve come back for a number of reasons.’
    Angie arched an eyebrow. ‘ Don’t hurt him again, Lexi.’
    ‘I don’t intend to.’
    Angie didn’t say anything for a second or two. ‘Just give your brother some time. He’ll come round, they always do. Come on. Inside. The old clubhouse has changed a bit since you were last here.’
    She followed her mum into the clubhouse, taking a look around as she stepped over the threshold. It had changed slightly from how she remembered it. They’d quite obviously had some work done, which was only to be expected. Who wanted bullet holes and kicked-in walls as decoration? Because that was the state the place had been in when she’d last seen it, the result of a violent encounter with a rival MC. It was still as dark as she remembered it, though, the lighting dim, the décor giving the clubhouse a very masculine feel. But then, this place wasn’t designed to please the women in these men’s lives. It was their domain. Their haven. They didn’t give a shit what anyone else thought. And anyway, it wasn’t so different to her dad’s clubhouse back in England . It had the same feel, the same atmosphere.
    ‘Drink?’ Angie asked, walking behind the bar.
    Lexi was still looking around, taking everything in. Letting the memories gather pace as they filled her head. ‘It’s quiet in here,’ she said, finally making her way over to the bar.
    ‘Tay’s got some of the guys out on a run, him and Coby are in the garage looking over Sheriff Bailey’s bike, and the rest of them are making preparations for Kel’s coming home party. He’s been in Hilton for the past six months. Gets out tomorrow.’
    ‘Kel’s in prison?’ Kel had always been one of Lexi’s favourites. Around the same age as her dad, he’d been like a second father to her, something Tay had always tried to be, but she’d never allowed him to take that role. Kel, on the other hand, she’d loved like a father. With his mane of greying hair, straggly beard and a booming laugh that was at odds with his soft voice he’d been the one she’d always ran to whenever she’d needed anything, or when she’d just felt the need to talk to someone. Looking back, she wished she’d talked to him more. Maybe then so many things could have been avoided.
    Angie nodded, sliding a glass of whisky over to her.
    ‘Is it not a bit early for this?’ Lexi asked, eyeing the drink somewhat warily.
    Angie raised an eyebrow. ‘Your daddy been turning you soft while you were over in England ?’
    Lexi knocked the drink back in one, slamming the glass down on the counter when she was done.
    Angie smiled. ‘That’s my girl.’
    ‘What’s Kel inside for?’ Lexi asked, watching as her mother poured another shot.
    ‘Protecting the club.’
    Lexi knew better than to push the subject any further. If she wanted to find out more she could get answers. She just wasn’t sure she wanted to know. She never had been sure just how much truth she’d wanted to hear from Jesse about what really went on within this club. As long as he’d stayed safe, and alive, that was all that had mattered. But that was also what had caused most of the problems.
    ‘I’m going out back,’ Lexi said, picking up her replenished glass of whisky. ‘I trust it’s in the same place it always was?’
    Angie nodded, watching as her daughter headed off along the corridor that led to the small apartment within the clubhouse.
    As she walked, Lexi turned around on her heels, taking in the pictures of club members past and present that graced the walls; the images of bikes and leathers and partially-clad women who had no qualms about stepping