“Don’t you start that, too. I’m fine and the babies are fine, excuse me if I like working behind the bar. It’s what I do. It’s what I’m good at, now, I’ll keep doing it until I don’t think I can anymore, okay?” Tiny huffs as she struggles against Chains’ hold on her, to stand up.
“Bitsy, calm down, lose the attitude,” Chains mutters, sliding an arm up her body to cup the side of her face. “None of us want to see you over doing it that’s all.”
“Fine, I’m going to bed,” she states as she calms down some.
“I’ll be there in a bit,” Chains says leaning in kissing his woman before helping her up off his lap.
“Mind if we join the party?” Brake asks as Tiny gets to her feet and walks toward the hall that leads to the bedrooms.
“Knock yourself out,” I mutter seeing not only Brake and Tyres standing there but Breaker and Fuse as well. I’d have to question why Fuse is there considering I’m sure he’s been digging up information we all need.
“Should we pull all the brothers in for church?” Fuse asks as he takes a chair at the table.
“Is it necessary at this moment?” Chains asks in return.
“Probably, but it’s not like we can’t do it in the morning,” Fuse states.
“Then tell us what you got and I’ll shoot a text that church is at ten. I’d say earlier but it’s already after fuckin’ one,” Chains grumbles.
“We already know who Marcus and Micah’s dad is. Tyres and Brake’s cousin, Titus Pelletier,” Fuse mutters.
“Got that part brother,” Tyres sneers.
“Know you do, but this whole scenario just got a hell of a lot more complicated. I took the phone the boys used to call earlier and found Brielle had made a phone call I’m guessing around the time everything happened, tracked it down. Man, she called Ice’s direct number.”
“Ice as in the Toxic Warriors MC’s VP Ice,” I snarl.
“The very one,” Fuse nods in agreement.
“Fuck,” Breaker snaps. “This isn’t something we need right now.”
“No that, but it ’gets even more complicated than just Ice, Brielle is the sister of a member of the Devil’s Riot MC.” I about lose my fuckin’ mind at this information.
“Come again,” I can feel my body vibrating with fury at everything Fuse tells us.
“Her brother is a member of the Devil’s Riot MC, goes by Whip. Sent Tracker a text earlier asking about the dude. Tracker called immediately wanting to know why I was askin’. Told him Whip’s sister was down here. Tracker hung up on me, called back about twenty minutes later, and said Whip was on his way down here with Venom and Cane,” Fuse states.
Shit this is not something I want to deal with. But at the same time, I want to know how her brother could let her get involved with a fucker like Titus.
“What do we do about Ice?” Brake asks.
“Gotta call him,” Chains growls and pulls his phone out.
A moment later he puts it in the center of the table on speaker.
“You better have a damn good reason for calling me, fucker,” Ice sneers into the phone the instant he answers.
“Yeah, dickhead, I do. Woman named Brielle called you earlier,” Chains scoffs.
“Where is she?” Ice demands immediately.
“I’ll answer that if you tell me what she is to you,” I snap.
“Fuck you, if you did something to that woman, we’ll have the war you all wanted to prevent from happenin’,”.” Hatred nearly rolls through the speaker of the phone.
“You can quit with the fuckin’ threats. Didn’t do a damn thing to Brielle. But her ex sure as fuck did,” Chains states.
“Shit, Titus found her, fuck. She okay?” Ice seethes.
“Her boys called me when they got home from school to find her stabbed, you know she’d moved in next to me?” I ask.
“No, didn’t fuckin’ know. Last time I talked to her she was in Waco, Texas. Look if Titus has found her then she’s fucked. He’s put word out when he found her this time, since he’s been searching for over a year and a half, he intended to make her suffer before killing her,” Ice says giving us this information.
“Oh shit,” Breaker mutters.
“If Brielle was found this time, it’s because she’d fucked up somehow. She’d been doing a damn good job of keeping her whereabouts downlow. Even her brother doesn’t know about the shit she’s been in.” He knows where Brielle’s brother is?
“Not anymore he’s on the way here,” Chains growls.
“Fuck,” Ice snarls.
“Wanna tell us why he didn’t know?” I demand.
“Brielle didn’t want him to know. Said he didn’t need to be in the know of her bullshit. She talks to him, but doesn’t tell him a thing about what’s going on. Wants him to think she’s happy. Stupid.” He’s got that shit right.
“What’s Brielle to you?” Tyres asks.
“She’s my cousins’ best friend and under the protection of the Toxic Warriors MC. We helped her get the fuck away from Titus and his fuckin’ uncle,” Ice states. “Now tell me she safe there?”
“She’s safe here,” I snarl. “And she’s mine.”
All five of the men sitting around me stare at me in bewilderment. They all knew I’d sworn to never claim a woman but here I am doing just that.
“Yours?” Ice mutters.
“Yeah, she’s mine so are those boys,” I confirm my claim on them.
“Good, need anything for her let me or Viking know. Fawn finds out this shit, she’ll have a fuckin’ conniption and she don’t need that shit. Neither does her ol’ man.” What’s he care so much about his cousin being pissed?
“Whose her ol’ man?” Brake asks.
“Viking,” Ice states.
“I didn’t think he had an ol’ lady,” Chains mutters.
“Yeah well not many people know. Considering she technically doesn’t know,” Ice chuckles. “Now we done?”
“Yeah we’re done,” Chains states and disconnects the call. “This shit is fucked beyond anything else we’ve dealt with recently.”
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