“Never accused you of being one, Dani,” I assure her softly, even using her nickname to tear down her defenses.
She smiles at me, a grateful one. “I wanted you to know so that they couldn’t blindside you.”
I nod my head. “It’s appreciated. I’ll tell Sticks and he’ll thank you personally.”
Waving her hand in the air in dismissal she says, “Not necessary. I only hope that whatever they are searching for they don’t find.”
Rising from the chair I tell her, “Keep in touch. If they try to question you again let us know.”
Snake rises from his chair as well. I can feel the fury vibrating from him. It’s palpable enough to slice with a machete.
“I will. Should I tell, Nico?” Nico is her eldest brother who is a high profile lawyer that we use from time to time. He’s gotten us out of many petty crimes but if the FBI is sniffing around they aren’t here for our past charges. They’re the whale hunters. They either have something massive on us or are still trying to gain evidence.
“No. We’ll be in contact with him in that regard when it becomes necessary.” Before we do anything Church needs to be held immediately.
“Be careful.”
I offer her a smile that I hope reassures her but I have no fucking clue if it’s working. “Always am.”
Nodding my head at her I then clap Snake on his shoulder signaling for him to follow behind me. He does and as we exitThe Pit I can’t help but have an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
“What would the fucking feds want with us?” Snake questions with quiet rage.
Truthfully I can see why the feds are interested in us. We have a trail of dead bodies behind every one of us.
They have more than enough reason to take interest.
The only question now is how much evidence do they have stacked against us?
Gracie Mae
As soon as Oak and Snake came back from club business they immediately begun Church. Each member of Vipers MC followed in after the other.
But Church had ended hours ago. And unlike all the other men who returned to their Old Ladies, even Slater who stuck around to be with everyone, it was the one I wanted to see the most who didn’t return.
And I have to admit it bruised my heart more than I should’ve let it.
Here I am, in the middle of the night still feeling the ache of it.
Restlessly I turn on my other side of the queen sized bed. I have never been in a bed that is bigger than a twin before I started spending the nights here. Sometimes all the space feels overwhelming. No matter the space I have I always wake up curled in a fetal position in the middle of the bed.
Turning over to my other side I try to find a better position to fall asleep but my overly active mind keeps me awake.
Sighing, I give up completely and decide to grab a little snack.
Since most of everyone has left and the ones who are here are probably asleep at this hour I forgo putting on more clothes.
My steps are light and airy as I travel out of the guest room that has been designated purely for me and into the main area of the club house.
I know Rosa keeps some snacks behind the bar and right about now I’m really craving some chips and chocolate.
The main area is dimly lit with the lights on low. A continuous feed of the cameras play on the flat screen television. Making a quick glance I see that it’s a quiet night.
Continuing my quest I go behind the bar all the way to the right hand side. There’s black sleek cabinets with silver knobs that are the heads of vipers. And in those cabinets hold my treasure.
The only problem? I don’t know if I can even reach the damn cabinets on my tippy toes.
The ever continuous struggle of being short.
