“Mace is downstairs,” Warren told me.
I glanced about and noticed there were no other officers around, not that they always hung out in the clubhouse, but I figured they were down there with King. I turned to my brother raising an eyebrow. He’s the VP, he should be down there too. He just shrugged.
“They paraded him through here didn’t they?” I shook my head in disgust.
Warren just shrugged. If King did everything for a reason, I wasn’t sure what this one was.
“I know most of what they’re gonna talk about, he’ll fill me in later with anything else. Besides, we need to get going, it’s a long drive to Paterson. Everyone,” he suddenly shouted and those in the bar turned to look at him. “King knows what he is doing. Don’t question him or anyone else over what is going on down there. For the record, without him, my sister would be dead. And that, is good enough for me.”
We walked out then, leaving them all to speculate over that. I kissed his cheek before I got into the back of Ransom’s car as he held the door open for me.
“Don’t get used to it,” he said, the door slammed hard enough to make my hair blow back.
Asshole.
Chapter Sixteen
All walls around us had been broken down and we spent the whole trip talking about the last few days. Hudson filled me in on what happened while I was gone, how they caught Omen, the warehouse fire and what happened to Nytro’s right-hand man.
“When?” I asked.
Hudson looked back at me, I could see it dawning on his face too. The night Nytro and his assholes came to get me.
“Fuck,” War slammed the steering wheel.
“It’s okay, Warren, nothing happened.”
“Nothing happened?” he shouted. “They came,” he cut himself off, shaking his head angrily.
I saw the same expression on Hudson’s face as they realized their actions could have got me killed. But they didn’t know, they were just trying to find me.
I could understand why it was a bitter pill to swallow. But it was also another reason for them to appreciate Mace a little more, so I could take that. They wanted to know about what happened while they had me but I wasn’t ready to talk about it, other than it was boring, locked in a room but Ihad a TV.
“I still can’t believe the shit Danica was spewing at you,” War said, to change the subject. “Or that King kept all of this from us.”
“I can kind of understand why he did it.”
Warren gave me a side-eyed incredulous look in the mirror. “The fuck does that mean?”
“Warren, dad has never talked to us like that before. He’s never spoken about anyone the way he spoke about… Delaney.” I was still struggling to understand someone I’d never heard of was our mom. And that we hadn’t been abandoned by her, she’d been taken from us. “I know what it’s like to feel like that, to lose someone.”
War laughed and looked at Hudson, who I quickly looked at then turned away. Clearly I was talking about him.
“Anyway, it goes a long way to explaining why dad is the way he is. He doesn’t always show it in his words or actions, but I think deep down, and against everything I believed for years, he does love us, even as much as he loves his precious club.”
That broke the mood a little, War laughing but also agreeing.
“I can see why he hates her fucking guts,” Hudson spoke after War’s laughter died down. “God help her if he ever catches up with her.”
“He will catch up with her, just like I’m going to catch up with Lily.”
After a few minutes of silence, staring at my knees I asked, “Will he kill her?”
“I think he’s owed that much, don’t you? And Connor is too.”
I nodded. The conversation died from there, each of us lost in our own thoughts.
Banshee arranged for a couple of rooms at a hotel near the hospital. We headed straight there to drop off our stuff. Warren took one room and Hudson came in with me. He called Rosa to let her know we were here and she ripped into him without any regard for where she was, or who might overhear her, when he told her I was safe. I could hear her through the phone.
