Chapter 4 - Vianna
I followed closely behind Grisham. I had to admit he knew how to control his bike. He wasn’t one of those wild and reckless daredevils, though there were times when he would smirk or smile that he would get this glint in his eyes, and I knew he could be a daredevil if he wanted to be.
It didn’t take us long to reach his loft, about ten minutes. It was a nice-looking place, a little more upscale than I would’ve thought. I didn’t know what to think about Grisham. I was determined to find Sage no matter the cost, even if it meant involving myself with the leader of Devil’s Horns. It just seemed so ironic, though. I had been trying to get Sage away from the motorcycle club.
What kind of a man was Grisham? He seemed controlling and dominating, but he also didn’t seem to be
