“Fuse, what do you have for me on Delancy and Parker?” I demand as I down more of my coffee.
“Besides, Deanna being spotted yesterday in the French Quarter neither Delano, nor Parker have been seen lately,” Fuse states as he shakes his head. A lot of people don’t get our brother. Considering the tattoos that coat his body he looks like the rest of us; however, Fuse is different which is what makes him fuckin’ good at what he does.
Due to something to do with his nervous system, he has a sensory issue that affects how his mind works. No one outside of the members of the club know about it and that’s the way we want to keep it. It’s no one else’s business what our brother deals with.
“Are our eyes still working at their place?” Tyres asks.
“Yep. However, nothing has been going on out of the normal sex fest they always seem to be having. The parties are constant,” Fuse sneers. “Those people are masochists. Every last one of those parties they string a woman up in the middle of the room and Deanna or Delano will take a whip to the woman. The last one looked as if she died from the way her head slumped over to the side when the cord wrapped around her throat.”
“Shit, that’s fucked up,” Breaker mutters.
“You're telling me. I had to watch that shit with Fuse,” Brake grumbles.
“Look, I know we had planned to get into the inner circle in order to take them out; however, I think we need to change our game plan. I’m not going to put Tiny at risk of Deanna’s wrath. We all know what that bitch will do to my ol’ lady if she finds out about her,” I state.
“I agree,” Ryder says from the other end of the table. “I’ve waited for fuckin’ years to take Delancy out. He took my brother and sister-in-law out, all because Chains’ mom wouldn’t leave her ol’ man for him. Deanna ended up marrying the fucker so she wouldn’t lose her money. Now she’s as crazy as that fucker. If not more so.”
“I’d say she’s worse. I feel for the children that she’s had with Delano,” Tyres mutters.
“They’d be better off without either of their parents at this point,” I grunt.
“What do you think about calling Vi and Ray home? Let them help us in getting this organized. You know Tracker wants Parker for himself,” Fury suggests from his place next to my uncle. Glancing at him, I know he’s trying to tell me something. Probably something Ela has said.
“I don’t know,” I say, leaning back in my chair. I don’t want to bring my little sister into this bullshit. She’s finally happy and doesn’t want to be Silent Night anymore unless she absolutely has to. Besides that, my nephew was born not too long ago premature thanks to a bombing. I don’t want to put her in a predicament that would take her away from her son. Granted, Tracker wouldn’t let that happen anyway. I respect the man for who he is and the love he clearly has for Vi.
“I know you don’t want to call her, but Vi and Ray both have talents that can help us do what we’re going to want to do. What we’d originally wanted to do can be done but we’d have to push everything up on the timetable. Meaning, we’ll need their help,” Ryder states.
“What about Harlow?” Pitch Black proposes.
“Fuck no,” Lynch, Harlow’s brother, snarls from next to his cousin. “Don’t bring Harlow back here. It won’t do any good.”
“I don’t know about that,” Fury says. “It might actually do Harlow some good coming here.”
“No, my sister has been through enough fuckin’ shit. She doesn’t need to come back here and deal with more,” he mutters.
“I have to agree with Lynch. Vi and Harlow have both been through enough bullshit in their lives. They don’t need to be brought into our situation here. Besides, we don’t need them to do our jobs. We’ve been handling our own shit for a long time now,” I say, scanning the room making sure to meet each of my brothers’ gazes. “We have a code, brothers. Never harm those we love. Never bring the innocent in the middle. Never let our backs be put to the wall. Those women are innocents from now on. We can do this ourselves.”
Nods of agreement fill the room as every one of my brothers bangs a fist on the table. Lifting my gaze to my uncle, I see him grinning at me as if he’d been testing me.
Fucker.
Love him but fuck if he can be a pain in my ass. Then again, he technically should still be the Prez of our club not me. But he refuses to take it back wanting to just sit back and be a member of the club rather than deal with the headaches I do.
“Then what do you want to do, Prez,” he says nodding his head in approval.
“Here’s what I’m thinking,” I grin as I start to go over details of a plan I’d been working on since the first time I realized Tiny was goin’ to be mine.
I refuse to let anyone hurt my woman and I’ll kill anyone who stands to harm her or my club. As I said earlier. Never harm those we love. Never bring the innocent in the middle. Never let our backs be put to the wall. And I intend to make sure that nothing happens.
Chapter Fourteen
Tiny
Over the past month, since Chains and I took our relationship to the next level, I’ve never felt so many emotions. Throughout the day he seems to be so distracted, barely speaking to me or isn’t here period.
At night is a different story. When he comes
