Chapter Five
CHAPTER FIVE
REBECCA
I had just climbed out of the shower slipping on some sweats and a long T-shirt when I heard a knock at the door. I grabbed my service piece from my purse and went to look out the peep hole to see who was here. It was three in the fucking morning. I saw Special Agent Morrissey standing there. I put my weapon down and opened the door. He came in and locked it back.
“What the fuck boss, you almost got your ass shot. You realized I’m living in the damn hood, right?” I said in disgust, putting my weapon away and sitting on the couch.
“Sorry McCall, no choice. I needed to check in and I figured no one would be watching your place at three am. Have you seen the girl or our other agent?” he ran his hand through his hair.
“You looked worried, I’ve only been there two days. I haven’t seen Miller or the Collins girl. I haven’t really had a chance to look for them. I’m getting close to one to hopefully have a reason to sleep over at the clubhouse. That should give me a chance to snoop around a bit.” I said with a yawn. “I work tonight and I’m having dinner with Jagger tomorrow night.”
“Ok, get some sleep, but be careful how you attach yourself to this group. I don’t need you catching feelings and turning on us.” He frowned as he stood.
“I know what my job is.” I said as I walked him to the door and locked it. I made sure a chair was up against the doorknob and had locks on all the windows before I crawled into my bed and passed out.
I woke up around ten in the morning. After throwing my hair in a messy bun I made a pot of coffee and some oatmeal. I was hungry but wanted something easy. I could have done without the early morning visit from my boss. I was going to try to stay with Jagger tonight or tomorrow night. I needed to look around and see if I could find any sign of Miller or the Senators daughter. I paid close attention to the club whores, but none looked like Amelia Collins. I also couldn’t picture her being there of her own free will. I sat back on the couch and thought about the atmosphere from last night. It’s a rough crowd of guys and the women are easy pickings there. Hell, I can’t say anything I let Jagger fuck me up against the clubhouse wall out back. It was the best sexual experience I’ve had so far, and I can’t wait to have him again. Thank God I have an implant courtesy of the Bureau. It was understood that sometimes you had to do things for the job. Nobody wanted an unplanned pregnancy from a mark. I had to be at work at six tonight. I had plenty of time and planned to eat dinner before I went. I had a burner phone to use while on assignment. My other things were in my apartment in DC. I had a small efficient apartment that I lived at while I was training. I kept it because for now it was as good a home base as any and I wasn’t likely to be there much. All of my things were locked in a safe until I got back. I was able to bring some clothes with me. I just brought comfy stuff because I knew I was going to have to get biker chic stuff for work and my cover. I wished I could call my parents, but it wasn’t safe. Niki Laurens had no family or anyone close. She was a free spirit who liked to move around. My hobbies were guns and scrapbooking. I had a photo album that had a bunch of photoshopped pictures of me in different places around the country. I spent time at the gun range and my weapon of choice was a Sig Sauer 365 compact. It fit my smaller hands perfectly and I liked the balance. It also never jammed on me. Something that was important in my line of work. I had a service piece, but I didn’t care for it much. I had passed time reading a smutty romance book I picked up at the store and fixed myself some dinner. Getting ready to leave I heard a motorcycle in the parking lot. The knock on my door made me nervous. I looked and saw it was Jagger. Opening the door, he pulled me into his arms and kissed the daylights out of me.
“Well hello.” I said surprised to see him. “I was just about to leave for work.”
“I know, I figured I’d see if you wanted to throw a bag together and ride with me. Maybe sleep over.” He raised his eyebrow waiting for my response. I smiled and went to grab my backpack. I tossed a change of clothes in the bag along with my toiletries. I also had my Sig in the gun compartment of it. I went nowhere unarmed.
“I’d love to.” Smiling at him, I walked out of the door and waited for him so I could lock up. We were at his bike when he secured a helmet to my head. I had a jean jacket with my tank top, shorts and boots. I was excited for my first ride on a motorcycle. I wrapped myself around Jagger and held on tight. It was so freeing and I could understand why the guys hated a cage. As we pulled up, I noticed two guys walking toward the back with what looked like a woman thrown over one of their shoulders and she had on a school uniform. I kept my head down and my mouth shut but I was going to try to get to her tonight.
“Go ahead and head to the bar, I’ll put your bag in my room. First door to the right at the top of the stairs.” He said as he kissed me, smacked my ass and headed up to his room.
I put on my apron and got to work. I really wished I had a way to call Morrissey to give him a heads up because I was about ninety five percent sure that was Amelia Collins they took back there.