Clutch

She sings the blues in a bar nobody can save. He's the reason they'll have to try.

Ruby Talbot has played five nights a week at The Bluebird for six years — same plywood stage, same neon sign, same old man pouring doubles behind the bar. When a local racketeer starts squeezing every owner on the strip and her bass player ends up in the hospital, she doesn't run. She grabs the mic tighter and dares the bastard to come collect in person.

She doesn't need a biker. But one walks in anyway.

Clutch — road captain of the Mother Road Renegades MC — has been nursing bourbon in the back booth every Friday, watching the singer with the smoke-cured voice and the swallow tattoo above her heart. When the trouble at her door turns into bodies on the ground, the bladesmith who fixes everything with his hands decides this woman and this fight are worth more than clean knuckles.

Ruby has rules. She'll share his cot and ride his bike, but she won't be stashed somewhere safe while he handles it. She's the one who knows the strip, knows the owners, knows which bars will hold and which will fold. This is her war. He's welcome to bleed beside her — not in front of her.

As the bodies stack up and a dead man's empire starts to crack, Clutch and Ruby learn that the most dangerous thing on Route 66 isn't the man trying to own it. It's what happens when a woman who won't stop singing meets a man who won't stop swinging.

Book 3 in the Mother Road Renegades MC series. Guaranteed HEA. No cliffhangers. No cheating.