Don't Trust Anyone novel Chapter 1

I found a town I did not think that he would ever find me. I had been able to hide money from my job from him and had enough to buy a small one-bedroom house. I had enough money in the bank that I didn't need to find a job for a year if I didn't want to. I plan on getting a job after my house is finished.

I looked over at the big building and house across the street from me. It had a fence around it. I was in the process of drilling the bars over the downstairs window when I saw a motorcycle ride past my house and stop at the stop sign.

I looked at him and quickly looked away as he looked over at me. I started shaking so bad I had to put the drill down. I looked back under my lids and saw he was riding away. I took a breath and let it out. Kara, I said to myself.

You have to stop shaking every time you see a biker. Just because Larry has some friends that are bikers doesn't mean the bikers in this town are friends of his. I continued to screw the bars in place. Once that window was finished I started on the next one until all the windows on ground level were completed.

I walked to the garage and carried the latter and laid it against the house. I then carried the bars up and laid them on the roof before slowly climbing up and sitting down to put the bars on that window facing the road.

After I finished eating, I grabbed the new locks to put on the front door and back door. Once that was finished I felt much safer. I decided to take a shower and drive to Walmart for food, and cleaning supplies. I also grabbed a newspaper before heading home. I parked in my driveway took my food in the house shutting and locking my door then put everything away. By the time I was finished it was 9:00 pm. I decided to watch TV before going to bed.

My name is Beast, I am VP of the Hell Rider MC. I don't talk much and I don't have an old lady. I was headed back to the club when I saw her putting bars up on the windows. Why would a woman have to put bars up on her windows? The only reason I can think of is that she is hiding and she is terrified of someone. She is a tiny thing. About 5′3" tall and can't weigh more than 98 pounds. She is thin, too thin like she doesn't get enough to eat. I know just about everyone in town. I know I had never seen her before. I didn't even know that the house was for sale. I turned my head and turned into the driveway leading to the club.