Devil's Inferno (Blacksteel Bandits Motorcycle Club book 3)
“It didn't take long until the sleek vehicle became one with shadows and the pavement. Tyler turned abruptly, and dashed to the front of the warehouse. He needed to give Miranda time to get away. Then, if everything went right, Lloyd and the Bandits would arrive. He just had to taunt Pete enough to keep him busy.
Tyler froze as he rounded the front of the building. A half-circle of bikers awaited him. Smack in the middle of them, a familiar mug leered at him. Pete Delaney didn't look like much. Average height and average build with a generic hairstyle and grey eyes that sometimes looked blue in the right light. He was the last man anyone would notice. That was part of his charm. He could get anywhere with his 'Joe Schmoe' act and no one would remember his unmemorable mug. Though, under his kutte, thronged muscles bunched along his body, lithe but steely.
“Well, well, Red Ferguson, I finally caught you.” The man laughed as he swung off his hog.
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