Angel walks out of the office without a word to me, but she gives Breaker a look from his boots to his eyes, though she flinches when he is looking at her so coldly that ice is forming.
“What are you doing here, Breaker?”
He strolls forward and places a brown bag on my desk, grinning while taking a seat where Angel had just been. I can’t help but think he should have chosen a better seat because you don’t know what she could have left on it.
I open the bag and see a BLT, a bag of chips and a can of soda. I look up at Breaker who is sitting calmly, watching for my reaction. “Thank you, Breaker. This is kind of you.”
Standing, he rubs his hands down his thighs, walks around the desk, takes my face in his hands and kisses me softly. Tapping a fingertip to my nose he smiles. “See you later, babe.”
“Bye, Breaker,” I mumble as I watch him walk out of the office. It’s all I seem to be able to say at this minute. Shrugging my shoulders, I dig into the BLT and enjoy the surprise lunch. A lunch I wasn’t even going to have, as my fridge at the house has hardly anything inside it, so nothing for me to make, even if I wanted to.
The sheet of paper I found in the desk, which has a list of jobs that need doing has me thinking a handyman would be cash well spent. There are doors that need fixing, locks on windows in the reception area, sink unblocking, toilet seat replacement, and that is only inside.
I open the laptop and type out a notice for the front window, asking anyone interested to apply within. I’m hoping someone will see the notice and want the job. I do a general search of what a salary would be, and any perks that would need to be added to it. Once I’m happy with everything I walk out of the office, give Angel a serious look before placing the notice in the window.
Turning back to Angel, I lean over the desk and look her right in the eye. “That’s a notice for anyone to apply for a handyman position. Now, you scare them away with your attitude and see how fast I can turf you out that door. You get me?” Yeah, I’m snapping at her because honest to goodness she is a nightmare.
I get the nod I’m waiting for, then head back to my office, where I’m going to be looking over the list Gabriella gave me. It’s not much, but again, little things a handyman would have to deal with. The other suggestions I have from Steven, Angela and Margaret are worth considering, but those would have to have the go-ahead from Jamie as they would cost more than I feel would be right for me to just spend.
I finished work twenty minutes early as I’d had a message from Andy. He and Thorn want me to check over the shop the club is interested in buying. I like that Andy and I have a sibling-like relationship growing. It’s something I’ve never had with Carrie-Anne, and I would have loved it. She is just a person who only wants something from you. She has no interest in just beingfriends. You are useful to her, or you’re not, and that’s the top and bottom of it.
The shop they are looking at is not far, so I sneak past the brother who is sitting on a bike outside and across the street. I hightail it over and enjoy the fresh air after being indoors all day.
I have the feeling someone is watching me, but looking around I don’t see anyone or anything out of place. It’s just one of those itchy feelings you get when something is not quite right.
Reaching the shop, I open the door, but before entering I look up and down the street. I see nothing I need to be concerned about.
“Hi, Molly, come on in,” Thorn closes the door behind me, and I become immersed in the excitement Thorn and Andy are showing me.
CHAPTER 18
*~* Breaker *~*
I’ve been busy following up leads that Whack dished out to Griller, Bandit, and me. We split them up and followed our own lists. I’ve been all over town but seen no sign of Carrie-Anne, although it has been reported back to us that the black van has been seen in town.
Walking into Whack’s office, I give him a shake of my head. “Nothing.”
“Fuck’s sake, she’s a sneaky bitch. Slinks into town and out again with no one catching her. We have to grab her and get her gone once and for all.” Rubbing the back of his neck as he scowls. Anyone can see this is pissing Whack off, and that’s never a good thing to do.
“Nothing from Griller or Bandit?”
Shaking his head, “Nothing.”
I take a seat and look at Cannon who is standing quietly near the window. He is deep in thought, and I’m sure he’s trying to work out where the bitch is and how we are going to catch her.
“How about we set the women free to look around? You know they are damn sneaky, and they often get into shit without us knowing. But this shit would be for us.” I wait as I see Cannon thinking, though only for a moment, mind you, before he tentatively nods in agreement.
Whack leans back in his chair, rubs his chin and looks at Cannon. “Call Bank and Saddle in here.”
Cannon smirks and hastily leaves the office. Both Whack and I wait patiently for them to come back. I can see Whack thinking seriously about my suggestion.
Cannon, Bank and Saddle enter the office, and Cannon closes the door firmly behind him. Which tells everyone in the clubhouse there is a meeting in progress. Generally, Whack leaves the door slightly open so anyone can tap and poke their head inside. It’s his way of always being available to the brothers, and never standing apart from them.
“Take a seat,” Whack says quietly, and once they are seated he begins. “You and I know your two women are sneaky bitches when they want to be. Only recently, for example, they snuck Molly out of here and were demonstrating with placards no less.”
Bank grunts, and Saddle nods. Both know something is coming, and it involves their women.
“We’ve been chasing our tails trying to find Molly’s stepsister with no success. Now, that pisses me off more than I can tell you.Why has she not fucked off yet? Why is she still trying to find Molly? Why is she not as scared of the Cobras as she should be?” Whack pauses for us all to consider a moment before continuing. “We need a different approach.” Another pause, and I can see Bank is cottoning on to where this is going.
