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hours.”
    “Maybe the time factor is what makes this damn chemistry between us all the more exciting. I can’t explain what I’m feeling, because my reaction to her doesn’t make a damn lick of sense. But one of these days, I may thank Cara.”
    “Thank her? Why?”
    Tigger smiled. “Just mark my words. Sometime in the future, I’ll probably thank Jake and Cara for one hell of a favor.”

 
    Chapter Six
     
     
    Logan Marcs looked at his watch. What was keeping Mark? He searched the road leading to the cabin where they’d decided to meet. Where the hell was the guy?
    Mark Sampson had said he’d be there at three-thirty, which would only give them a few minutes. Logan had explained the time crunch, and said he needed to be back to the clubhouse by four for the emergency meeting.
    “Fuck it,” Logan grumbled, straddling his bike. He’d waited long enough. As he laid his foot to the kickstand, a black sedan raced up the long driveway and came to a screeching halt.
    Sampson left the vehicle promptly and waved a hand in front of his face. “I know I’m late. Couldn’t be helped. I had a lot of information to gather in a short period of time. We’ve got a problem.”
    “You’re telling me?” Logan grunted. “Ever since you arranged your little meeting with Gaylord Martin, I’ve been looking over my shoulder.”
    “This isn’t about Gaylord.” He cleared his throat. “You’ve been made.”
    “What?” Logan screeched, his pulse racing. “Fuck. Are you sure?”
    “Positive. Where’s Sassy?”
    “She’s at the club,” Logan replied, frantic. He stuffed the key in the round ignition switch and balanced his bike.
    “You can’t go back there, Logan,” Mark warned him, resting his hand on the handlebars. “The emergency meeting that was called? It’s about you. By the time you get to the clubhouse, the vote will have taken place, the gavel will have fallen, and you will be marked. You have to trust us to get her out.”
    Logan balked at that. “I trust no one where Sassy is concerned.”
    “You can’t go back inside. They’ll kill you.”
    “How could you let this happen?” Logan demanded, leaving the bike again. He grabbed Mark by the collar and shook him. “Answer me!”
    “Gaylord,” he deadpanned. “You were right about him. He’s gone rogue.”
    “And when he took Damsel’s seat, you didn’t put two and two together?”
    Mark appeared satisfied, calm even, as Logan’s fury took hold and he shook him again. Something about Mark’s demeanor didn’t sit well with Logan.
    “You suspected Gaylord was dirty and did nothing. It was easier to go along with the idea that I had become your switch-hitter.”
    “Gaylord Martin has been in place for nearly twenty years,” Mark reminded him.
    “I just can’t believe this,” Logan muttered. He’d assumed he would eventually be made, but not like this. Not now. And, dear God, not without some advance notice! “I’ve gotta go. I have to straighten this out.”
    “They’ll kill you,” Mark declared when Logan loosened his hold and finally released him. “You know what they do to our guys. You’ve seen the pictures. You were warned before you went inside. And we told you at the time. Don’t make any commitments. Stay away from the broads. Be ready to leave on a moment’s notice. You’ve got your moment’s notice. You have to trust us to get your old lady out. You should’ve listened. We told you to leave the MC gals alone.”
    “Sassy wasn’t one of their broads,” Logan reminded him.
    “She’s inside now, and you’re out. We’ll try to help her and keep her safe, Logan, but you can’t go in. If you do, you’ll blow this operation to shit.”
    Logan mounted his motorcycle again. Seconds later, the bike roared to its start. “You managed to screw up everything on your own, Sampson. I told you when I saw you and Gaylord together, this would end badly. Maybe you should’ve listened.”
    “You’re the one who got on a