Knox's Stand

Chapter Six

Diamond pulled into her office parking lot and got out of her car. Seeing Knox pull in behind her, she didn’t stop. She merely ignored his presence and opened her office door.

Holly was sitting behind her desk on the computer when she entered the room.

“I put your messages on your desk. You had a couple of calls from potential clients; One a DUI another an assault.”

“I’ll call them back.” Diamond stopped briefly at her desk. Opening her briefcase, she pulled out the notebook she had used to take notes of her conversation with Mrs. Langley. “Could you type this up and place them in Knox’s folder.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

“Thanks, Holly.”

Holly smiled. “No problem.”

Diamond went into her office and made several calls. She returned the phone calls to the two potential clients, turned down the DUI and accepted the assault case, scheduling an appointment for the client to come in the next day. After she disconnected the call, she pulled up a list of pawn shops online and called, seeing if anyone had pawned jewelry fitting the description Mrs. Langley had provided.

It was a long shot, and Diamond wasn’t surprised when nothing turned up. Leaning back in her chair, she stared up at the ceiling, contemplating her next move. Deciding to call it a day, Diamond shut down her computer and placed her papers back into her briefcase.

“I’m leaving early today, Holly. Finish up what you’re working on and you can leave.” Diamond paused in front of her secretary’s desk.

“Thanks, Ms. Richards. I’m not feeling well, so an early day sounds good.”

“Are you all right?”

She noticed then, for the first time, that her secretary was pale. “I’m fine, probably a virus.”

Diamond tried to discreetly take a step away from her desk without causing offense. When Holly gave her a faint smile she knew she had been unsuccessful.

“If you don’t feel better, don’t bother coming in tomorrow. I’ll handle the office,” Diamond offered.

“I’m sure I’ll feel better,” Holly protested.

Diamond left her secretary finishing up her work. When she opened the door, she came to a full stop. Knox was sitting casually on his motorcycle with a couple of secretaries from the building talking to him. His eyes met hers as she walked up to him.

“Do your bosses know you’re out here on their dime?” Diamond said to the two women.

“We’re on break,” the model thin blond stated, giving Diamond a hard glare.

“Well, breaks over,” Diamond snapped.

Diamond’s lips tightened at Knox’s raised brow.

“I don’t need you to sit in my parking lot. I told Viper I’d call when I need assistance, and I will.” Diamond spun on her heel before he could answer then turned back in case he hadn’t listened. “I’m off for the day anyway, so you can head home to the women waiting for you there,” she said disdainfully.

Diamond got into her car and then drove out of the lot without a backward glance.

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Knox watched the stone-faced bitch pull out of the parking lot. “Fuck it.” Starting his bike, he followed her through town. He made sure to stay far enough back that he didn’t draw her attention and was surprised when she headed out of town. He trailed behind her as she drove, surprised when she drove through Jamestown twenty minutes later. Sure this didn’t have anything to do with his case, he almost turned around, but his curiosity had him continuing to follow.

When she drove through a neighborhood that had seen better days, he hung back further, not wanting to alert her to his presence. Ten minutes later, she pulled in front of an older home that was in better condition than most. She then got out of her car, going inside. Knox sat watching the house she entered, curious as to who she was visiting. She had an apartment in Treepoint, Viper had told him, so this must be family or friend.

An hour past before Knox picked up the sound of another bike, which was coming from the opposite direction he was sitting. Knox watched as a biker swung familiarly into the driveway. From the jacket he spotted on the biker’s back, he recognized the man belong to the Destructors. The man’s long, grey ponytail reached down his back, yet Knox could tell from the way he moved that he was still in good shape. As the biker climbed off his motorcycle, Knox saw him eye Diamond’s car before he went inside.

Knox was surprised to see the door open minutes later and Diamond rush outside, followed by an older woman that resembled her. Knox instantly knew he was looking at Diamond’s mother. Her hair was a brighter shade of red than Diamond’s and she was pretty; dressed in tight jeans as well as a tight top that would have younger women envious of the sultry curves she possessed.

He watched as the two women argued while the biker came to the doorway to watch. The biker’s face was unguarded with Diamond’s back to him; Knox easily read the man’s hurt. Diamond shook off her mother’s restraining arm then headed straight to her car and drove away.

Knox watched the mother turn back to the house with anguish on her face while the biker left the doorway, taking the woman in his arms. Knox figured there was some heavy shit going down in that family for there to be such pain on her parents’ faces. The stuck up bitch probably figured she was too good for them now that she was a lawyer.

That realization had Knox liking the lawyer even less than he had before. Starting his bike, he went back through the neighborhood, not surprised when he came back to the main road and Diamond was a few cars ahead. He maintained his distance as she drove back to Treepoint without stopping until she parked at her apartment.

When she got out of the car, she took her briefcase, letting him know that this time she was in for the night. Continuing on, he headed back to the clubhouse where he parked his bike then went inside the house.

The large house had initially been intended to be a bed and breakfast when Viper’s brother had come to town to explore the possibility of opening the business The Last Riders owned. The living room, where they held their parties, was easily the size of four normal living rooms with a bar in the corner while the kitchen was a chef’s dream. It was more than able to cook the large quantities of food that they needed. The attached dining room was also large, as was the meeting room off to the other side. The many bedrooms upstairs provided all the brothers with their own rooms as well as several of the women, though they were more than likely to end up spending the night in whichever bed they wanted.

As he entered, Knox spotted Viper sitting on the couch with Winter close to his side. “What are you doing back so early?” he questioned.

“She’s in for the day,” Knox answered his president. “I’m going to grab a shower then I’m going to Rosie’s.”

“I’m in for that,” Rider said, coming into the room.

By the time he was showered and changed, several others had decided to tag along.

“Stay out of trouble,” Viper warned.

Knox gave him the finger as he walked out the door. What trouble could he get into at Rosie’s? It was The Last Riders favorite bar. The only fight he had ever gotten into there had been with Viper’s father, Ton.

Knox, Rider, Train, Cash and Shade all headed to the bar with several of the women riding at their backs. As they pulled into the lot, Knox recognized Diamond’s car in the lot. The woman actually surprised Knox. Not only had she not stayed in for the night, but she had not called Viper to tell him she would be going to Rosie’s. The woman had no fear.

Knox was about to show her just how much she had to fear.