He put the car in park and turned to Savannah. “Another problem?”
Her head tilted and she sighed. “You know what I mean. Who are the Devil Lancers?”
Seeing her in his vehicle reminded him of how close he came to losing her. He gave into his urge and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer, and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “They’re a rival MC, and that’s all you need to know. They don’t know where you live. Brian will definitely beoutside the house tonight. I’d feel better if he were inside on your couch, but it turns out his girlfriend’s got a jealous streak.”
Her chuckle surprised him. “That’s good, because Catalina thinks he’s hot, even if she’s only seen him in his car.”
He chuckled and shook his head twice. “The two of you are just as crazy as I remember.”
Warmth filled her gaze. “She’s boy-crazy, but I’m really not crazy at all, Punc.”
He stared at her longer than he should have, drawing out the time he could hold her. Then he kissed her temple, careful of the bruising. “I’m glad you think that. Get inside. Now that I know what you told Yak about Prime, I gotta hit the clubhouse. I’ll text you when I’ll be back.”
She reached over and squeezed his bicep. “Be safe, Punc.”
Punc struggled to stick to the speed limit. His jumble of thoughts felt like water circling a drain, they kept coming back around to the same things. He wanted revenge against Prime and Ghost in the worst way.
He’d been with the club for over five years, and this was the first time Punc knew of when the brothers played shit by the book. He wasn’t sure how long he could sit by doing nothing.
Yak and Turk hadn’t come to the hospital to see the damage to Ava. Hell, they’d both barely hidden their flinch when Ava came in with Desiree earlier that afternoon.
Blood had relayed everything back to Volt.
They employed her. She followed their rules.
And the brothers failed her.
This flew in the face of when Punc had been a prospect. He’d gone with Roll and Cal to get revenge for Trixie. He’d thought ahead that night and brought his tire knife to puncture a DevilLancer’s back tire - which inspired the brothers to give him his road name. Any possible doubts and trepidations about joining the Riot MC fled that night. He knew to his bones that this was the brotherhood for him because they’d been so damned ruthless in doling out their vengeance.
Thinking about the horrible attack Savannah suffered, and Punc felt like he’d been handed a raw deal. The brothers owed her, and he couldn’t stand how distant they were to her.
He tore through the back door to the clubhouse and had one foot on the stairs when Patch’s voice stopped him cold.
“Get back to Platinum’s, Punc.”
He turned to face the club’s treasurer. Patch had his gray hair in a low ponytail, and glasses perched on his nose.
“Why do I need to get back to Platinum’s?”
“It’s all-hands-on-deck. Beast is managing the rest of the night, but Tundra, Evict, and Chains need more back up. Especially since Nora and Suzy have gone missing.”
“The fuck?” he hissed.
“You heard me. Now get your ass back to the strip club in case these Devil Lancer assholes have some other bullshit planned.”
With his phone in hand, he sent Brian a text to head over to Savannah’s place earlier than usual. It killed to send his buddy instead of going over there himself. However, this wasn’t the time to defy an order from a club officer. He’d be defying the brothers soon enough when he claimed Savannah.
His phone rang with Brian’s ring tone as he fastened his seat belt. He took the call. “Yo, man. I’m sorry to lean on you like this.”
“Not a problem, Ted. Why do I need to head over there so early, though?”
His CR-V roared down the road toward Blanding Boulevard. “Shit’s goin’ down. I can’t say much more than that, but I don’twant to leave those two as sitting ducks. I’m sorry this is causing you problems with Darla.”
Brian scoffed. “Don’t be. Shows me her true colors that much faster, man.”
“I definitely owe you after this, bro,” he muttered as he sped up Blanding toward Platinum’s.
“Yeah, you do. A case of Sierra Nevada isn’t going to cut it this time.”
