I turned back to Mikki.
She was having a panic attack.
“Mikayla, what’s wrong.” I grabbed her by the shoulders before she could fall down.
“Panic word. I don’t know how many are here. I don’t know. We have to run.”
‘What? What are you talking about?” I tried to get her to look at me but she was busy looking all over the place but at me. “Mikki!” I shook her hard. “Talk to me!”
“That is our panic phrase, if everything was ok she would have said honey. We love Peanut butter and honey sandwiches, everyone thought it was weird. Peanut butter and jelly means there is a problem, panic.”
“She seemed ok, Mikki.” I said already looking around.
“No, No! Don’t look. If they are here they will kill us. It’ll be a slaughter.” She grabbed my face and brought it back to her. “She was acting, I know when my sister is lying. She is good at it, one of the reasons she wanted to model. She is good at playing someone else.”
How the fuck, there is no way that I was just going to let these bastards walk around in my clubhouse. I had to let someone know.
“Ok, just follow my lead alright.” I kissed her, my mind in a million places rather than on her perfect lips.
“Yes, we have to hurry. He is hurting her, I just know it. Please, hurry.”
I grabbed her hand and tossed back the coke and seltzer. I stumbled towards Wire, my drunk old self enjoying the act even if that is all it was. An act. I did my best drunk routine, bumping into people along the way.
I hit one of the people I didn’t recognize. “Watch where the fuck you are going bitch!” He spat out looking down at my kutte. There was no title, but anyone who knew anything about the Wings knew that I was the past president and would never talk to me that way. This asshole was one of Vilanuevas.
“Oh, my bad. I’m sorry.” I clapped him one time on the back and made my way over to where Wire and Keeley were sitting. I stumbled, letting go of Mikki to fall onto Wire. He had to stand to catch me.
“What the fuck Prez, who the fuck gave you a drink. I am going to kill Devin. Shit. I’m sorry Mikki.” He looked over my shoulder to apologize to Mikki and I used that as my time to pull his coat tail.
“Wire, don’t react, I’m not drunk, the fucks are in the clubhouse. We are under attack.” I pulled back with a sway, I made sure to play up my fake drunkenness.
He didn’t say a word but I could see the small tick in his expression when the words I had just said dawned on him.
“You piece of shit! You think you are better than me. You can’t lead them like I could.” I yelled out. I had to draw out the core of us. I pushed Wire. Keeley tried to stand between us but Wire pushed her hand down and said something in Croatian. At least I think it was, ever so often, he would just blurt something in croatian that only she would understand.
“Go upstairs with Lily and Max. Let me handle this babe.”
She nodded once and started to walk away.
“Mikki, why don’t you go with her. Tell her how a real man takes care of business.” Mikki looked at me, I could see the fear starting to bloom. I picked up her hand and placed it on my chest.
“Feel me babe, I promise it’ll be fine.”
She let out a breath and followed Keeley up the stairs and into the room.
“So what you want to do Wire? Huh?” I pushed him again. I yelled louder and the music lowered slightly.
“You good Wire?” Clean called out from where he was sitting. I looked over Wire’s right shoulder and I could see Archer making his way to where we were both standing. Rooster, Mack, Storm and Vale were all coming from the left. I heard Ryder to my left trying to make his way through the crowd.
“Get the fuck out of the way.”
I waited until all of them were close but not close enough to stop me, then I tried to telegraph my next move but not too much. I closed my fist reared back and punched Wire right in the face. My whole club was on top of me before Wire was even on the floor.
“Take him to fucking Church now.” Wire screamed out and I was lifted up, I squirmed and cursed them all as all of my brothers held my legs and arms and basically dragged me to the back room.
“Danny, keep this shit jumping, I want to see bunnies on every pole when I get out of here.” Wire said out loud to keep the party going on.
“What the fuck Prez!” Clean screamed at me and pulled my arm tighter against him as I tried to fight him.
“Get out of here with that shit, he hit the President. Who is putting the bullet in his skull?” Rooster asked as he kept one of my legs from kicking out.
“Church!” Wire called out again.
“Fuck you! Fuck all of you I run this shit!” I screamed out just for effect.
They carried me into the back room and threw me on the floor as the doors closed. The music from the clubhouse died out. Church was soundproof, no one was going to be able to hear us.
I jumped up and walked right up to Wire. “How do we draw them out.”
Archer was the first one to notice something was up. “What the fuck, weren’t you just drunk ten seconds ago?”
Wire turned to them, “It was an act, Prez is straight. Vilanuevas has fucking spies here.”
Everyone straightened up and looked at me.
“What the fuck?”
“Are you sure.”
“I need to get Maven.” Clean growled out and tried to go
