The danger was real this time. He had called you several times while you were at work, but you left your cell in your locker.
You knew it was real because when your boss showed up in your office beyond pissed off yelling at you that the SONS where here and asking for you, demanding you told him what was going on.
You knew it was real when you walked out of your work room confused and into the lobby where you seen Tig and Happy standing there. Tig looked at you with wide eyes and made his way straight to you.
You knew it was real when he wrapped his arms around you and held you with a overbearing way.
“What’s happened?”
You asked, pulling away from Tig. He shook his head and refused to fully let you go as his hands rested on your hips.
“You need to come to the Club now. Something serious has happened, I need you there.”
You knew it was dangerous when he had said ‘I need you there’ as his voice was quieter than usual.
You knew, because he seemed afraid. And if there was one thing that Alexander “Tig” Trager was not – it was afraid.
And what he feared most right now, was your safety.
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