Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to talk to me about prison. I know what it’s like to have everything taken away from you, and I just thought that you should know, I’m here.” She licked her dry lips. “You know, in case you ever wanted to talk. I’m not saying that you should, but I’m here. I’m going to be quiet now.”
Silence fell in the room, and she closed her eyes, wondering why the fuck she even opened her mouth.
“For the most part, there wasn’t a problem while I was there. The club, Tiny, he made sure I had protection in there. There were times when protection wasn’t enough.”
“What happened?”
“Beatings and attacks.” He gripped her hip, and moved her over, flipping her around. With him holding her hand, he placed it against his abdomen. “This is where I was pierced in the shower. It was quick, but I survived.”
“How? I thought weapons weren’t allowed.”
“It doesn’t mean that guards aren’t paid to look the other way, and for the most part, they are. Other clubs, men, they can get paid to take men out, and being with The Skulls, I made a lot of enemies.”
“Is that why you buffed up?” She touched his arms, and her cheeks started to heat as she realized what she had said. “I mean, you’re bigger than last time. I’m not really making this any better, am I?”
“You’re sounding all right to me.” He chuckled. “There’s not a lot to do other than work out, read, and play. We all had jobs to do, but for the most part I figured the only way to survive is to keep strong. Tiny, he was there for me, and made sure when certain men got out, the club took care of them.”
“They killed them?”
“To send a message. Fuck with a Skull on the inside, doesn’t guarantee you’re safe on the outside.”
“What about the guards?”
“Another message. It took time, but my last year before it was found out that I wasn’t the murderer, was the most peaceful of my life.”
“Do you wish you could go back?”
“Fuck no. It was the worst place of my life. It was the worst, yet peaceful years there. That’s all. I love being on my bike, being free to defend the club, and not having to worry about shit. I wouldn’t trade that for the world.”
There was a knock on the door.
“What is it?”
“I’ve got information for you,” Whizz said.
In the next second the door opened, and Charlotte squealed, sinking more under the covers. She was naked.
“What the fuck, man?”
“If you weren’t covered, you’d have told me to fucking hold on and come to the door. You’re not, so tada.” He sat down on the edge of the bed. “This is all the information you need. He has an apartment within the city. Jeff Wright was a dirty cop who also happened to be in league with Gonzalez and someone else. He’s got his fingers in a lot of dirty pies, and because he’s never been afraid to get dirty, a lot of people pay him a shit ton of cash to do it. There’s even proof that he visited some of those men that attacked you in prison. Whoever it was, they were gunning for you, Gash.”
Charlotte looked toward him to see that Gash didn’t seem in the least bothered by that. She didn’t understand it. Jeff wanted to hurt him, and someone was paying him to do it.
“What are you going to do?”
“Hunt him, kill him, and before that, find a way to get answers from him.”
Whizz handed the file to Gash. “I have everything there. Rebecca and Jeff remained together after they went off the grid. They had new identities and killed of their current ones. As far as the world knows, Jeff and Rebecca died in a car crash seven years ago. It’s funny, they died, and the next day, David and Tiffany appeared without much history around them. It was shoddy work. Enough to fool anyone who wasn’t particularly looking, but not enough for me.”
“How did you find that?” Charlotte asked.
“I’m paid to look through the cracks, and this was one big crack in their story. It was too much of a coincidence that you said David looked like Jeff in the image I brought up, then for him to own the apartment that was registered to Jeff. I’d be careful though, Jeff didn’t have those funds to take you down, or to pay off the men. He’s working for someone, and because of it, he got a big old payoff. I’m guessing whoever Rebecca was fucking, they were doing exactly the same.”
“This is fucked up.”
“Be careful. I’ve given this information to Tiny and also to Gash.”
“Why?” Charlotte asked.
“Tiny was the Prez of The Skulls for most of the last seven years. He handed over the reins a few months ago. When you go to kill a fucker from the past, it tends to bring some bad shit, believe me,” Whizz said. “Are you making breakfast?”