I admit, Max’s tattoos are good. His friend has set up a workstation in the corner of the bar and he’s working on King’s back. Max goes over to him and mocks slapping him, laughing his head off. Leaving them to it, I head out the back and call my dad. It rings out but he calls me back instantly.
“What’s up, son?”
“Fuck, I don’t know where to start this week.”
“It’s like that, huh?”
I snort. “Yeah. We know who’s taking shots at us. Hades Hogs. They took shots at King and the prospect yesterday. They got a look at their patches.”
“Yet Ford didn’t see any patches when he was jumped?”
“No. Could be coincidental, or they covered up, not wanting us to know who they were yet. And after the shootout, we had a visit from the cops. I got rid of them, but they’ll be back.”
“Do you need Leo to send a couple of brothers to help out?”
I laugh. “Like fuck do I. I’ve got my chapter on it.”
“Still, let your brother know about the Hogs. They’re looking to be a problem for everyone. We should all be prepared.”
“I will.”
“Now, how’s my grandson doing?”
“He’s getting bigger every day. He’s good.”
“Your mom was planning to come stay for a few days, but I’ll hold her off until you’ve got shit settled.”
Little does my father know that my life in the city will most likely never be settled. I don’t plan on living that quietly.
“I’m leaving on a run in a few days, why don’t I send Tor and River to you guys?”
“Your mom would like that. Do you want me to come get her?”
I smile. “Yeah. That would make me feel better.”
“Let me know when and I’ll be there. I’ve gotta go.”
The call disconnects and I put my phone away in my pocket. I scan the windows on the empty warehouse and see no movement.
“One of your bikers is trying to fuck me.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I sigh.
Annabel.
“And?”
“Why would I open my legs for him when I’m waiting for you?”
My tolerance and patience have run dry. I don’t bother giving her an answer. I walk toward the back door when she calls out, “What is it about your wife that makes you so loyal?”
I turn and glare. “She’s the only one that matters, and I made a vow to her.”
“Men break their vows all the time.”
“Then they’re not men.” I take a step closer to her. “I don’t know what’s wrong with you but something ain’t right in your head. My brothers could ride a train through you and not one ounce of jealousy or desire would run through me. I cannot state it clear enough that you are nothing to me. You are a job my club will get paid for. If you speak or even approach me again, I’ll forfeit the cash and give you to your father’s enemies myself.”
This time, I turn and walk away and step inside the kitchen. She doesn’t follow, thank fuck, and I grit my teeth when I see King finishing up with his tattoo. Strolling over to the bar, I grab a beer and get King’s attention.
