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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 289 Stalks a Lot

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Tara looked out the kitchen window being careful to not be seen from outside. He was still there. He was driving a different rental car. Now he was driving a white Crown Victoria. He had also amped up his stalking tonight. He was now sitting outside her house. She had no idea when or if he'd leave. Worse, she feared he would try to break into her house and attack her.

She was going to have to figure out something to do about him soon. Maybe she could get a temporary restraining order against Kohn and Hale's father could make sure she got the restraining order. That might at least stop him from staying outside her house.

She saw Scarlett pull into her driveway and park. There was another car that seemed to be with her. It parked on the other side of her driveway.

She opened the door before Scarlett knocked and let her into the house.

"What's wrong?" Tara asked. She instantly knew something was wrong by the look on Scarlett's face.

"It's Jax. There was some kind of problem with the MC," Scarlett paused.

"Oh, hell," Tara said. She knew what the next words would be because back when she was with Jax they were the words she dreaded the most to hear.

"He got shot a couple of times," Scarlett's eyes filled with tears. "It's really bad. Chibs has been digging into him."

"I hate that fucking MC," Tara said with fire in her voice.

"I need you to save him. I don't know if he'll make it if you don't help."

"Where did he get shot?"

"Upper left leg I think."

"No chest, back or gut wound?"

"He was wearing a Kevlar vest."

Tara shut her eyes and shook her head.

"I hate this. I'm going to do this because you're asking and it's for Jax. If it were for anyone else in that fucking club, they would either have to go to the hospital or die."

"I wouldn't ask for anyone but Jax."

"Where is he?"

"He's at the clubhouse."

"Of course. The place I hate the most," Tara said with a sigh. "OK. I have a problem we need to deal with first. My psycho ex is outside. I can't have him follow me to the clubhouse."

"I have one of the prospects with me. He's called Sack. I'll get him. He can do something maybe to the car."

"OK. I'll put my shoes on while you go get him."

Tara went into her bedroom and put on her shoes. She hadn't moved into the master bedroom of the house. It was still filled with her father's stuff. She needed to move his things out of the bedroom, get a new bed and give the room a makeover and then maybe the house would finally feel like hers.

For now, she was going to risk losing her medical license and her freedom by treating Jax's gunshot wound or wounds. Damn that fucking MC.

As much as she hated it, she would have to just suck it up and go to the MC and face the ghosts from her past, but she wasn't that same girl.

Now, she was the one with all the power because they needed her to save Jax's life. This was her time to get some payback.