“We are, Uncle Christopher,” Diesel said, not looking particularly relieved because no matter what CJ thought, that motherfucker loved to play with fucking fire.
“Let’s get back to the fuckin’ meetin’—”
“Come on, Rory—” CJ started, clapping the little motherfucker’s back.
Well, fuck. Rory wasn’t so little anymore. CJ was still taller, but Rory was fast catching up.
“Not so fast, nephew,” Johnnie said, halting the boys. “I want fucking answers. You’re in charge of the children. Why the fuck didn’t you tell me or Kendall about Rory and Gypsy?”
“What did you expect me to say, uncle?”
“That mykidwas fucking an old woman.”
“That wasn’t my fucking place.”
“The fuck it wasn’t!”
“What the fuck did you want me to say, you fucking asshole? Because, motherfucker, yourkidwas ten when you brought him into that fucking meatshack. That shouldn’t have fucking happened either and yet you did it anyway. Don’t put your fucking bad parenting on my motherfucking shoulders.”
Johnnie reddened. Christopher’s heart pounded and he prayed he didn’t fuck up this moment for CJ by stepping in. CJ beating the fuck out of Thumper was still fresh on everyone’s minds, but he needed to fight his own battles on all fucking fronts.
Clenching his jaw, Christopher looked at Mortician, so fucking sick inside. CJ was his boy, his precious son.
“You’re a disrespectful motherfucker,” Johnnie growled.
“And you’re just a motherfucker.”
“I’m your uncle and a fucking officer. You aren’t disrespecting me in front of the members. If they look at me wrong, I can kill them.”
Thatwas past the fucking limit. Wouldn’t that count as a fucking threat? He could always tell Megan he had to shoot Johnnie because he was a danger to CJ.
“Well, motherfucker,” CJ said without missing a beat, “lucky for you I’m not a member of the club. I’m here to tie up loose ends and then I’m getting back into school. I’d like to know this,UncleJohnnie. Why the fuck should I give you respect when you give it to no one?”
Johnnie smirked at him. “I just told you why.”
“Not good enough.”
“This is about Megan again,” Johnnie sneered. “Mama’s boy. You probably didn’t fuck Gypsy because you thought Megan would be disappointed.”
Some of the members snickered. Score for Johnnie. Christopher clenched his fists to keep from pulling his gun.
“I didn’t take Gypsy up on her offer because I didn’t want to get involved in her bullshit. Mom had fuck all to do with it. The only motherfucker constantly concerned with what Megan Caldwell does is John Donovan. Maybe if you stopped wishing Mom had chosen you and I was yours, you’d pay attention toyourmotherfucking wife and kids and leave my mom thefuck alone. Because, fuckhead, I swear if she hadn’t come back, I would’ve fucking killed you. I would’ve done to you every motherfucking thing I plan to do to Nardo when I get my hands on him. Fuck what I should’ve done about Rory. That was your job. Mine is my mother and my sister. If you ever look at her fucking wrong, hide, motherfucker. Dad’ll just shoot you. I will torture the fuck out of you and dance in your motherfucking miserable fuckingLogan Donovanblood.”
If CJ had flinched, Christophermight’vesaid he was bluffing, but he wasn’t, especially when he looked at Christopher and Diesel, imparting that same fucking message on the down low.
“Now, are we fucking clear about whatmyfucking role is inyourfucking son’s life or are you ready for round fucking two, uncle?”
“We will discuss this some other time, nephew.”
“Not.Unless you intend to talk to a fucking wall, this is it.”
CJ looked Johnnie up and down. “I’ve said what the fuck I had to say and I’m not fucking repeating myself. Whatever the fuck else you do, remember my words.”
“He not forgetting them no time soon, little bruh,” Digger said, smiling broadly. “I’m so fucking glad you and me tight—”
CJ’s eyes widened, then narrowed.
Digger swallowed. “Outlaw already avenged Meggie. You don’t have to use me as a test subject.”
