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)
Charlotte frowned. “Huh?”
“The food you cooked last night was amazing. I only get food like that when I visit the club or some of the old ladies when I see my brothers. When all of this is over, do you want a job? You can stay here. Have this room, and everything you want,” Whizz said.
“What the fuck, Whizz? Stop trying to poach my damn woman,” Gash said. “She’s going to be staying with me.”
Whizz chuckled, and Charlotte stared at him. The door closed, letting her know that Whizz had left the room.
“I’m staying with you?” she asked.
“Yeah. Do you really think I’m going to let you go? I don’t have a place like this, but I’ve got a room at the club, and I’ve got the means to buy us a place.” He cupped her cheek. “We were torn apart, and we didn’t get a chance to be together.”
“You want us to be together?” she asked.
Her heart started to pound, and Gash captured her lips. “Yes. We were going to have a baby. I can’t change what happened to us, but I can change our future. You don’t need to be going home alone ever again.”
“You want me to be part of The Skulls.”
“The Skulls is a family. It’s not just some MC club that get together for sex and drugs. We’ve got a higher meaning, baby. We’re a family, and you’d be part of that family. Lash, Angel, Whizz, Lacey, Tiny, Eva, I could go on and on with all the guys. You’d be my old lady.”
“Really?”
“Yep. Just trust me, babe.”
****
Gash stared down at the details where Jeff and Rebecca could be found. Whizz’s warnings played through his mind.
“So, this is your car for the time being,” Whizz said, handing him a set of keys. “Driving will be much better than a bike.”
Staring at the keys, he raised his brow at Whizz. “I didn’t think you agreed to me doing this,” he said.
“I didn’t agree to you going after Charlotte. I knew what she’d gone through. I saw the evidence that someone had tried to destroy. The good thing about everything going through the computer system, there’s always something left for me to find, and I can dig it up. Paperwork is a lot easier to get rid of. You just burn the shit.”
The mention of Charlotte’s forced abortion twisted his gut. He was going to hurt Jeff, and it wouldn’t matter what he did, Jeff would be getting off lightly.
“What is it?” Whizz asked.
“Nothing. I’m just thinking about all the ways I’m going to hurt that fucker.”
Whizz looked back at the house where Sally and Lacey were hugging Charlotte goodbye.
“Do you really think she’s going to kill Rebecca?” Whizz asked.
“I’m not going to let her. If I could, I’d leave her here, but she has a right to see this through.” Gash watched as she tucked strands of hair behind her ear. She had left her hair down, and she looked so beautiful, innocent, even though she was anything but. Charlotte had been dragged into his world, and he was going to protect her. Lacey had lent her some jeans, which were a little loose. She also wore a white buttoned shirt. “I’m going to be the one to pull the trigger.”
“Look, Gash, someone was out to get you nine years ago. Finding Jeff was close to Gonzalez and even The Darkness, and the men who tried to kill you inside—be careful.”
“You don’t think it was Gonzalez fucking with us back then?”
Whizz shrugged. “My gut is telling me to watch my back. Watch your own. I’ve got a feeling this isn’t over, and it could get worse. That someone could still be out there hunting you.”
“Hunting?”
“No one goes out of their way to cause this much chaos and just disappears. Do you have any enemies?” he asked.
Gash shook his head. “Well, I do have a brother, but he’s probably dead.”
“Brother? I didn’t know you had a brother,” Whizz said.
“A long time ago. He’s been out of my life a long time.”
“How long?”
“Fifteen years, maybe longer.” He didn’t give Andrew a thought as his brother wasn’t worth his time.
“Wow, that’s a long time not to know anything about family.”
“He was an addict, and he couldn’t take care of himself. He’d sell out the club rather than be loyal to it.” Andrew had disgusted him, and when Tiny made the decision that Andrew was never going to make it in the club, he and Andrew had fought.
Charlotte came to stand next to him. “Are you ready?”
“Yep, we’re driving, not riding,” he said, showing the keys that Whizz had given him.
“Score.” She hugged Whizz. “We’ll see you soon.”
Whizz pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. “It’s programmed to have all The Skulls’ numbers. Call anyone on that, and we’ll come running.”