Bank grins. “You want Bri and Marcia to go on the hunt don’t you?”
Saddle sits up straighter, looks at Bank, then Whack. “Christ, Pres. You realize they are a force when they get together? You’ll lose control of them when they go out of the compound.”
“No, I won’t because they have earpieces, and they’ll talk to me the whole time or they’ll be pulled back here, whether they like it or not.” Whack looks at Cannon who again leaves the office. Turning to look at me, he smirks. “Well now, Breaker. Are you going to pull up your girly panties and claim Molly, or not? We need her rolled in and made an old lady so she has the full protection of the club, and a property patch on her back.”
“Yeah, I have plans.” I give everyone a fiendish look because I reckon I’m going to need to be devilish to corner my woman. Getting her to submit could be fun, and I’m looking forward to it.
Whack nods at me and then turns to Bank and Saddle. “What’s your thoughts on pulling in your women and letting them loose in town?”
“I’m okay with it, Pres.” Bank looks at Saddle before turning back to Whack. “Marcia is always watching these programs about catching murderers or some shit. She’ll think this is fuckin’ great.”
Saddle snorts. “Yeah, Bri is the same. They’ll find the bitch. I’m positive about that Pres. But my concern is that they don’talways think about their safety. How about we put Noah with them? He’s always with them on trips to town, and it’ll make it look normal. Will gather fewer eyes while they do what they need to do.”
“Okay, Breaker, Cannon. You both set this up along with Bank and Saddle. Get Noah in on what’s happening and why. I don’t want him blindsided.” Whack taps his desk, and we know that’s our cue to get out of the office and get this arranged.
Walking out of the office and following Cannon, Bank and Saddle, I stop when I get a text from Guardrail. Now he’s on duty to watch the front of Molly’s workplace and house.
Guardrail: Molly's not at work, she’s sneaked out.
Breaker: What the fuck were you doing?
Guardrail: I was here in front all fucking day.
Breaker: Start looking. I’m on my way.
“Molly has sneaked past Guardrail. I’m going into town to look for her. Let me know when you are set up, and I’ll inform Molly of what’s going to happen when I find her.” Cannon gives me a nod, and I quickly haul my ass out of the clubhouse and into town.
I ride around town for a while but don’t see any sign of Molly. My gut is twisting with nerves, and I’m not liking this one bit. I see nothing suspicious, and parking outside the shop that will be the barbers I see it’s locked, so she’s not here either! Goddamn, this woman is going to be trouble.
Vibration in my cut pocket alerts me to a text message. Quickly looking I see its Guardrail.
Guardrail: Molly is home at the house. Andy and Thorn escorted her. She’s safe, and it seems she visited the barber’s shop to look at it. Crisis over!
Breaker: OK. I’ll head there now.
Walking into Molly’s place, well ours since I’ve decided I’m moving in whether she likes it or not. I hear her humming, yeah, she’s no idea she’s in trouble.
“Molly!” I snap, doing my best to sound firm because honest to God she’s dancing around the kitchen while chewing on a hunk of bread.
“Ahhh…” Molly screeches, turns and sees me standing in the doorway right before she throws a chunk of bread at me. Which I catch and stuff in my mouth. “You scared the shit outta me. You’ve got to stop sneaking in here. What are you here for anyway?”
“You went off on your own, without your security. Guardrail was outside the practice watching and waiting for you. Why the fuck did you think it was okay to saunter off without him?”
“To be truthful, he wasn’t looking my way, and I couldn’t be bothered to cross the street, so I went to see Andy and Thorn. You know it’s only a few shops down on Main Street, you know where everybody is walking around and shopping.”
“It is not the point. You know you have a security detail, and you should have got his attention. Did you see anything that made you suspicious? Wary? Nervous?”
Molly suddenly stops chewing, moving or speaking. Then, she looks directly at me. “Actually, as I was nearly at the shop, I felt a prickle at the back of my neck. But I saw nothing, so I didn’tworry about it. Nothing came of it, so I think I was just over-reacting with everything that has happened.”
“Stay inside now, or you will be in deep shit. I’m going to the clubhouse, but I’ll be back. You do not go anywhere without an escort, Molly. If you do, I’ll haul your ass back to the clubhouse and you really will be a prisoner.” I lean into her so we are nearly nose-to-nose, making sure she gets the fact that I’m more than serious. “When I come back, I want to discuss something with you about Bri and Marcia.”
“Okay. I’m going for a shower and then I’m going to watch TV for a while.” I kiss Molly on the tip of her nose, which has her close her eyes. I smile to myself as I step out of the house because she’s just perfect for me. Sassy, got guts, but she’s fucking beautiful.
Sitting in the rec room at the clubhouse, I lean over and grab Smoker’s attention. “I’ve decided to sell my hog. If you can get me a buyer for her, then we’ll look at customizing another. I can’t get over the fact Fink had his ugly ass on her. I’m done. Let’s get rid of her and get me another. Let’s get one that I can have Molly on the back without her moaning.”
“If that’s how you feel I know a guy who’ll jump at the chance. But it may take him a couple of weeks to get her. He’s a nomad, so he could be well out of state. Leave it with me; he may transfer the cash and I will keep her for him.” Smoker takes out his phone and starts sending a text.
I go back to watching Bri and Marcia who are smiling and giggling at Pattie who is reaming the club girls for not cleaning properly. Now, it seems Pattie has taken her new role as lead club girl seriously and is double-checking what each of them are doing, or in this case, not doing.
