Stunning views of the beach lay outside the upscale restaurant the Alcolyte Triad had rented out for their celebratory dinner, and the sound of the biker's laughter often rang out in the night.

Seated with the rest of the officers, Yuri squeezed his fianceé's hand under the table and whispered her name.

She turned to him in askance.

" I'm just going to get a drink from the bar, okay? "

" Okay. "

But she still stood up when he did, and the entire table laughed.

It had been like this since this afternoon, with Kathy not letting him out of her sight even for a second. He opened...