“Sarkon is fine, Maria," Karl said quietly.
Maria relaxed slightly. Then, she grumbled under her breath, “He must have been busy with Lovette, I guess."
“Lovette left."
The emerald-eyed beauty swung around in shock. She did?! Why? Her gaze seemed to exclaim.
Karl kept his gaze ahead and said nothing else.
Maria sank back into her seat in dismay. So it's true! Sarkon was preparing to get married! Why else would Lovette leave? He was bringing in a wife; a lady of high status.
Still she needed to be sure.
“Uncle Karl," she began in a fearful whisper. "Is Sarkon getting married soon?"
The car jerked off its path.
Karl swiftly regained control of the wheel and the car swerved smoothly back into the right lane.
The ex-biker glanced at Maria with a shock between his scarred bro
