He puts the middle finger up. "LEAVE!"
"NO!" I shout.
He turns to me. "Excuse me?" he raises an eyebrow.
"You're excused" I cross my arms.
**
Jade Faith Archer.
Archer. The worlds most feared word.
Jade isn't just your average horse rider, she's a...
He's hurting... I know he is but he's too hardheaded and stubborn to admit it.
He's stressing...
We have a Mafia to find and his dad's moving overseas...
who wouldn't be stressed?
And he has a daughter to come home to.
"Ryder-"
"Flame can you please? Just... stop trying to talk to me? We have to go to the crime scene in a few minutes and my daughter is at your dads. I'm not feeling the need to talk right now" he makes clear. "I'm not gonna hurt you into telling you to leave me alone... I'm trying not to be that guy anymore. So I'm asking you nicely... please butt out"
I sigh and nod. "Of course baby, have all the space you need" I kiss his cheek and he smiles.
"Thank you, babygirl" he puts his hands on my waist. "Let's go" he says before walking out of the house, I follow behind him and we get on his motorcycle. "Here, you need this" he hands me a helmet so I put it on. "Hold on" he says coldly.
i wrap my arms around him tightly and we speed out of the driveway, into the highway then onto the interstate.
Minutes later, we pull into a street with cop cars everywhere. Ryder gets off the motorcycle and walks over to the crime scene tape. I pull my helmet off and look at Ryder.
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"Flame!" Ryder calls me over so I run to him. "See what the note says?!" he points to the little paper that's in an evidence bag. "It's says we're coming, trh ... trh... The Red Hooders!" he says.
I drop my jaw and look at him. "Oh my fucking gosh! We gotta show dad!" I immediately snatch the evidence and hide it in my jacket. "Sorry let's go!" I run to the motorcycle and he follows me.
He immediately speeds off and drives to dads house.
When we arrive, we run into the house and everyone looks at us in confusion. "Look what we found at the crime scene" Ryder hands them the ziplock bag and huddle around and read it. "I'm sure TRH means The Red Hooders" he adds.
They drop their jaws. "We gotta go!" dad throws on a hoodie and we all run to our motorcycles.
I go to sit behind Ryder, but he stops me and sighs. "Baby I love you... but I need time to myself" he says and I frown. "It's nothing against you babygirl, I promise" he sits up and to kiss my lips, but I don't respond. "Come on... you have to understand"
