“Scabies?”
“Got a creamanda spray for that.”
“Scurvy.”
“I have a Vitamin C infusion that will clear that right up,” Katie retorted. “It’s also not contagious.”
I let out a frustrated squeak. “If you’re here to try and convince me to get back together with Gio, you’re wasting your breath.”
“We’re not,” Maisie said. “Please open the door, love.”
I groaned, but made my way to the door and pulled it open. The women pushed in, and Katie closed the door behind them.
“Your home is lovely,” Maisie said.
“Thank you. I don’t mean to be rude, but what do you want?”
“We need you to pack a bag. Enough for a week or two, and then follow us to my home,” Maisie said.
“I’m sorry.” I frowned. “What?”
“We’re locked down,” Katie said.
“What does that mean?”
“As Razor explained, we’ve had some trouble with a rival club,” Maisie said. “So, Hatch has locked the club down. This means, family needs to be in a place that’s safe. Our home is safe, and he’d like you there.”
I threw my hand in the air. “Gio and I are not together.”
“You’re family now, darling,” Maisie said. “Even if you and Razor aren’t together, it’s possible the Spiders know who you are. Our home is fortified, and Hatch would like you there.”
“No.”
Katie shrugged. “It’s not really a request.”
“I just opened a bottle of wine. I have food in my fridge that will go bad if I don’t cook it. I have work!”
“Bring the wine, bring the food. We’ll cook it at my place,” Maisie said. “You can still go to work. One of the boys will take you.”
“No, I will not be party to illegal activities.”
“What illegal activities?” Maisie asked. “We’re simply trying to protect you.”
“Your husband is going to murder someone.”
She gasped. “He is not. Hatch is not a murderer.”
“That’s not what Gio said.”
“Then he spoke out of turn,” Maisie said. “Razor has a tendency to say things when he’s angry that get him into trouble. But rest assured, no one is doing anything illegal on our side of the fence.”
“I really don’t think I need to come with you,” Isaid. “No one could possibly know who I am. I’m a physical therapist with no ties to anything relating to your club. I’ll be fine right here.”
“You might be right,” Maisie said. “But should we all discover that’s not the case, and you’re harmed in some way, Razor, and Hatch for that matter, will lose their ever-blessed minds, so get yourbloody arse in your room and pack a goddamned bag!”
I reared back like she’d hit me, and Katie raised an eyebrow before busting out in laughter. “Holy shit. Go, Maisie.” She then turned to me. “I think you better do what she says. I’ve never seen her like this before.”
“I’ve never had any of my kids push me this far before.” Maisie took a deep breath. “You know, you and Razor are made for each other. You’re a pair of perfectly pig-headed peas in a pod.”
