Tech opened his laptop and clicked on a little box at the corner of the computer screen. A video popped up. It was from right outside of the apartment. A boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen, came up with the envelope and wedged it between the door frame and the door. He looked left, then right, then walked away.
My head felt like it was going to explode as I looked at Tech. “So what, you think he has some kid to take photos of Jules?”
Tech shook his head. “Watch the video again but look to the left. Just as the video starts.”
“Son of a bitch!” I boomed. “That motherfucker knows we’re looking for him and knows we have cameras!”
“How do you know that?” Jules leaned toward the screen.
“Look, babe.” I pointed at the image. “He flips the camera off, then hands the kid the envelope. That’s the last we see of him because he backed out of view.” I gestured to the screen again.
“What are we going to do?” Jules asked with a somber look in her eyes.
“As much as I know you’re gonna hate it, we have to move to the club. It’s risking too much to stay here.” I held her closer. “It’s just until we get him, baby. I’m sorry, but it’s our only choice. He knows where we live.”
Her eyes narrowed. “There are too many slutty chicks there. I have enough to worry about without having to beat a bitch down,” she dead panned.
I smiled. My baby was a badass and I loved it when she got rough. “Well, that won’t be an issue because you won’t be on that side. You have to stay out of sight as much as possible, that way John can’t take any more photos of you.”
She nodded and glanced at Sal, who gave a quick nod of agreement. “Okay, I guess I’ll go to the club. At least I’ll have Leah and Faith to hang out with there.”
She headed to her room to pack a few bags, since we weren’t sure how long we’d be there. Standing up, I called Locke to let him know that we are moving Jules to the clubhouse.
He burst out laughing on the other end. “How did she take it?”
“She understands we can’t risk her life. John is too unstable.” I took a shot with another idea I’d had. “I was thinking about having Gia come stay there as well. It might be good for Jules and safer for Gia.”
“That’s a good idea. Make it happen. I’ll get the prospects to set everything up on this end. Just get the girls and bring them here.”
Hanging up the phone, I told Tech to set up more security at the club. I shot Sal a look, then smirked at Tech. “Oh, and grab Gia and take her to the clubhouse.”
We’d see how the methodical, tight-lipped Tech liked dealing with the wild card.
20
Jules
Heading to the club, I couldn’t keep from worrying about the other girls.
I turned to face Dom. “Will the girls be okay?”
“They’ll be fine. We called some of your dad’s men in so we’re not strapped. Just in case.”
Letting out a breath, I lay my head back on the head rest and close my eyes.
Dom grabbed my hand and kissed it. “Don’t worry, babe. We’ll protect you all.”
My brain just wouldn’t stop. “What if we don’t get him before Storm comes home? She can’t handle going through anymore torture.” Wiping the stray tear that slipped out from my frustration, I steeled my resolve. Dom would find that bastard, no matter what. Pulling up to the gate of the clubhouse, we got out. I looked around, taking it all in. “I can’t believe I’m at the clubhouse of the Hangmen’s MC and my dad hasn’t started World War Three.” I winked at Dom as two prospects approached.
Walking through the gate, we headed to the section designated for families for lock down purposes. I tilted my head at Dom. “So, am I a prisoner, or can I roam the grounds? And what if some bitch gets in my face or makes a move on you in front of me?”
“Jules, look at me.” He stopped, his face deadly serious. He grabbed my hand. “I’ll let you go anywhere within the clubhouse. But you can’t just walk up and punch a sweet butt, or anyone else that pisses you off, unless I say you can. Do you understand?”
I tried to keep a straight face. “Yes, honey. I promise to not hit random dirty bitches without you knowing.”
He bent down and kissed my head. “Let’s go. I have people for you to meet. They’ve been expecting us.” Dom tugged my hand and led me to the other side of the club. A set of solid oak double doors towered in front of us.
This must be chapel, I said to myself. This part didn’t really make me nervous. I could handle bikers. I’d done it all my life. Squeezing my hand, Dom used his other hand to hold the door open.
I walked in to meet my many new roommates.
Dom
As I introduced Jules to the brothers, I felt a sense of pride. She was comfortable with her surroundings and worked the room like a pro.
Tech stuck his head in the door. “They’re here.”
Unsure who “they” were, I headed out with Jules close behind. Walking into the kitchen, I came to a stop when I saw not only Gia, but Leah and Faith as well.
Tech pointed to the girls. “I brought them here too. Grace is safe at Sal’s, and Storm now has two extra men on her at New Day.” He nodded at Viper, who was beside Leah. Then he faced me again. “It just made sense. Plus, Jules could use the company.”
I slapped Tech on the shoulder. “Good call.” I turned back to see the four girls hugging. I loved the bright smile on Jules’ face.
“Oh, thank fuck!” She
