She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

at it so long Linda finally reached over and touched the edge.

“We had it made this evening at a shop in Macon,” she said. “One of our people drove out and begged a favor.”

Roy added, “Not so folks will think you belong to us. So folks will know we belong with you.”

That nearly undid Naomi all over again.

Tucked in the vest pocket was a folded note.

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