Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Miles smiled at me. “Sweetheart, you don’t have to. They killed your mother, but they also killed my daughter.”
I thought about that for a long moment. My grandfather simply stood there waiting patiently. Then, finally, I made my decision. “If they’d do this to my mother and me, they’ll do it again. Maybe to someone who doesn’t have anyone looking after her like I did. Though…” I turned my gaze to Vic. “I didn’t realize I’m not your full sister.”
Vic shrugged. “Honestly, who your mother was didn’t matter to me. You’re our sister. We protected you the only way we could until we were able to get you out.”
“Where are the others?”
“Taking care of business back home. Gage went to help, but it will take all of them to put us in a position to take over for Flagg and his brother. They worked together, since they looked so much alike. No one knew they were dealing with identical twins. The family were the only ones who knew we were their private army. We kept the other families in Nashville in line for them. We also had to protect them both, so there was no keeping it from us.”
“Any other questions, honey?” Hawk was behind me, one arm around my waist, the other at his side within easy reach of that big-ass knife he had strapped to his thigh.
“Yeah, but not for them. I’m done with Igg and Ook.”
“What is it?”
I lifted my chin. “What’s your relationship with Knuckles, Mr. Miles?”
“Before things went sideways for him, Knuckles and Kiss of Death MC were my muscle. He helped me keep the city running smoothly, and I gave him the drug highway through the prisons in the area all the way to Terre Haute.”
“And this is where we take our leave.” Torpedo offered his hand to Knuckles, and Knuckles grasped it in a firm grip. “You’ve got your club locked down tight. You’re following the natural order of the land and helping keep the void filled so supply chains aren’t disrupted. Any killin’ you do is the same as all of us. You don’t kill innocents. Having said that, I don’t need to know your business now. I’m satisfied this will be what the city needs.”
Knuckles tilted his head. “Are you guys leavin’ then?”
“Yeah. You’re ready to take over and I hate the fuckin’ city.” Torpedo grimaced. “We’re only a phone call away if you need help, but we’re headed home.”
“I appreciate your help, brother.”
“Any man who’d go to prison to avenge” -- Torpedo glanced from Knuckles to Gunnar -- “or to protect his sister, is all right in my book. Because, sometimes, a man just needs killin’.”
“No arguments there,” Bohannon said with a grin as he extended his hand to Knuckles. “You’ve got a solid, loyal club. You’ll hear no complaints from me.”
Torpedo and Bohannon shook hands with everyone as they left. I felt like I should stay. See the end of these fucks, but I was done. I simply couldn’t handle any more.
I turned and wrapped my arms around Hawk’s neck. “I don’t want to be here anymore.”
Without a word, Hawk picked me up and headed toward the stairs. I wrapped my legs around his waist and buried my face in his neck.
“You’re not stayin’, Hawk?” That from Knuckles. “You’re SAA now, like we talked about.”
My heart sank. I couldn’t expect Hawk to step away from a duty he had in order to take care of my fragile emotional state.
“Yeah. I’m also Carrie’s man. She’s not up to the killin’, and I’m not sending her to our apartment by herself.” I waved a hand in the air. “Get Tiny to fill in for me. He loves shit like that.”
There was a satisfying whimper from one of the brothers waiting to die. Don’t know which one. Don’t care.
“Go take care of your woman, you prick. She’s way more important than these sick fucks.”
“Yeah.” Hawk looked down at me. It was all I could do to keep from crying. This man loved me. It was there plain as day for anyone who could see. “She is.”
“You got a preference about these brothers of hers?” The question caught me by surprise, and I stiffened. Hawk rubbed his hand up and down my back.
“Yeah. They ain’t got no prison record, but if they want in, let ’em. Otherwise, put ’em in touch with Rocket. That’s my suggestion, for what it’s worth.”
“Any of your brothers who want to can work for me, Vic.” Miles held out his hand to Vic who took it without hesitation.
“Appreciate it. But I’m pretty sure we’ll all want to stick together. Once we get this mess cleaned up, we’ll sit down and have a long talk about what we want to do.”
“Talk to Knight before you leave,” Hawk said. “He’ll get you in touch with Crush and Byte at Grim Road. That way you know what all your options are.”