Club Property: Adults Only Motorcycle Club Romance: Roadrunners MC by Selena Black
Authors: Selena Black
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on.”
“He was a good man,” Samuel let out and shook his head.
“Do know anything about his whereabouts now?” his wife asked.
Samuel pursed his lips as he shook his head.
“It must be what… four years since he left the army and returned to civilian life,” he said. “It’s not like I keep in touch with everyone that was under my command.”
“Do we need to find him?” Bella queried. “I mean, Carrie will likely get to San Francisco and find he’s still married then return to college with her tail between her legs. If I remember rightly, she did have it really bad for him. Maybe this will let her move on and forget about him. You said yourself that Carl was a good man and it’s not like she will get in any trouble. She’s a big girl that can look after herself now.”
“I’m not prepared to take that chance,” Samuel said.
“So what do you suggest we do?” Kath asked.
“I might not know where Carl is,” Samuel said. “But I still have plenty of contacts in the army. I’m sure there’s someone that knows where he is and what he’s doing these days. I plan to find out, and if that girl hasn’t returned to college in a couple of days, I’m going to hunt her butt down and bring her home.”
“Good luck with that,” Bella commented. “Your youngest daughter is just as strong minded and stubborn as you are.”
“We’ll see about that,” Samuel replied in a determined voice as he got to his feet. “You keep in touch with her friends and let me know if she shows her face at college.”
Bella nodded her head to show that she would do as he asked. He walked out of the kitchen and returned to the bedroom to get his phone then began making calls to the army colleagues he thought might be able to help.
It was going to be a long day, but he fully intended to get the answers he wanted about Carl McCallister and wouldn’t let up until he did.
Chapter 6
Carrie woke the following morning to bright sunshine streaming through the gap in the curtains and she got out of bed straight away. She was in and out of the shower in seconds then quick to get dressed in her army surplus gear afterwards. The place was quiet and a quick search showed she was alone. There was a pot of coffee bubbling when she went in the kitchen, so she suspected Crash couldn’t be too far away and wondered if he’d gone to the store. She walked across to the window to look at the scene outside and a glance down got her a sight of the man she was staying with sitting on the front steps of the building. In a matter of seconds, she was out of the door of the apartment and walking down to where he was.
“They’re bad for your health,” she said with a grin when she crept up behind him.
Crash sucked in the smoke of the cigarillo then slowly exhaled to release it. He looked at the half-finished length of tobacco when he removed it from between his lips before turning his attention to Carrie.
“I’ve survived worse,” he said with a smirk.
“Like Afghanistan,” Carrie went on. “How is the limp these days?”
“Not too bad,” he replied. “It can get a bit sore occasionally, and I’ll pass on playing any sports that involve running, but I get by.”
“Is that yours?” she asked and motioned her head to the truck parked opposite the apartment building.
“Yup,” he replied.
“One a mechanic, always a mechanic then,” Carrie said and laughed. “Is that how you earn your living these days?”
“Yeah, sure,” he replied, but said no more.
“What time do you need to get to work?” Carrie asked.
“I don’t have to go in today,” Crash answered.
She smiled as she sat next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
“So… you have all day to show me some of San Francisco,” she said and laughed.
“No chance!” Crash exclaimed as he dropped the butt and extinguished it with the sole of his
“He was a good man,” Samuel let out and shook his head.
“Do know anything about his whereabouts now?” his wife asked.
Samuel pursed his lips as he shook his head.
“It must be what… four years since he left the army and returned to civilian life,” he said. “It’s not like I keep in touch with everyone that was under my command.”
“Do we need to find him?” Bella queried. “I mean, Carrie will likely get to San Francisco and find he’s still married then return to college with her tail between her legs. If I remember rightly, she did have it really bad for him. Maybe this will let her move on and forget about him. You said yourself that Carl was a good man and it’s not like she will get in any trouble. She’s a big girl that can look after herself now.”
“I’m not prepared to take that chance,” Samuel said.
“So what do you suggest we do?” Kath asked.
“I might not know where Carl is,” Samuel said. “But I still have plenty of contacts in the army. I’m sure there’s someone that knows where he is and what he’s doing these days. I plan to find out, and if that girl hasn’t returned to college in a couple of days, I’m going to hunt her butt down and bring her home.”
“Good luck with that,” Bella commented. “Your youngest daughter is just as strong minded and stubborn as you are.”
“We’ll see about that,” Samuel replied in a determined voice as he got to his feet. “You keep in touch with her friends and let me know if she shows her face at college.”
Bella nodded her head to show that she would do as he asked. He walked out of the kitchen and returned to the bedroom to get his phone then began making calls to the army colleagues he thought might be able to help.
It was going to be a long day, but he fully intended to get the answers he wanted about Carl McCallister and wouldn’t let up until he did.
Chapter 6
Carrie woke the following morning to bright sunshine streaming through the gap in the curtains and she got out of bed straight away. She was in and out of the shower in seconds then quick to get dressed in her army surplus gear afterwards. The place was quiet and a quick search showed she was alone. There was a pot of coffee bubbling when she went in the kitchen, so she suspected Crash couldn’t be too far away and wondered if he’d gone to the store. She walked across to the window to look at the scene outside and a glance down got her a sight of the man she was staying with sitting on the front steps of the building. In a matter of seconds, she was out of the door of the apartment and walking down to where he was.
“They’re bad for your health,” she said with a grin when she crept up behind him.
Crash sucked in the smoke of the cigarillo then slowly exhaled to release it. He looked at the half-finished length of tobacco when he removed it from between his lips before turning his attention to Carrie.
“I’ve survived worse,” he said with a smirk.
“Like Afghanistan,” Carrie went on. “How is the limp these days?”
“Not too bad,” he replied. “It can get a bit sore occasionally, and I’ll pass on playing any sports that involve running, but I get by.”
“Is that yours?” she asked and motioned her head to the truck parked opposite the apartment building.
“Yup,” he replied.
“One a mechanic, always a mechanic then,” Carrie said and laughed. “Is that how you earn your living these days?”
“Yeah, sure,” he replied, but said no more.
“What time do you need to get to work?” Carrie asked.
“I don’t have to go in today,” Crash answered.
She smiled as she sat next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
“So… you have all day to show me some of San Francisco,” she said and laughed.
“No chance!” Crash exclaimed as he dropped the butt and extinguished it with the sole of his
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